JAN 1944- DEC. 1944
Scanned June 2008
Original in Box 195
wayside inn diary
Saturday, January 1, 1944- Very pleasant
Over a hundred people started the New Year by dining at the
Inn. At noon time both large and small dining rooms were in use. Among
the guests were our ^ood friends Captain and Mrs. El well who brought with
them Major John ft. Canavan recently returned from Gualalcanal. Captain
Elwell wanted the Major xo talk about his expediences on Guadalcanal but
the Major was inclined to be reticent, especially about his military life
there. He did tell something about the island itself and the natives
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Sunday, January 2, 194-4 Pleasant
Today a Britisher arrived wearing the proverbial tweeds and
hand-knit sweater, iilso using a very pronounced accent I He mentioned
his affiliation with the Royal Navy and "fellow officers", then
roamed around the house. Late in the afternoon, according to his
account, he "bolted " his dinner in order to see more of the "old place",
Monday, J-Jiuury }, 1944- Pleasant
ijiother lone soldier wandered into the Bar-room this
morning looking very lonely and very bashful. This time in the
uniform of the United States Navy. He removed coat and hat and an-
nounced his place of residence as Los Angeles, California. "My
mother and father have been here" he said, "and wanted me to come".
His name was Thatcher, Private Dickinson Thatcher. During a tour
of the Inn which was thorough in detail, Private Thatcher spoke of his
boy scout training, particularly in connection with starting a fire by
friction tinder. Evidently he had practised this art during his scout
training and enjoyed reviewing the facts about it.
Tuesday, January 4-, 1944- Cloudy
The Englishman who came Sunday faded into the background
when Cedric Bishop of the Royal Air Fleet arrived today* "I'd iike
my beef "underdone" said he. Then in the most pronounced accent ever
heard, Mr. Bishop talked about the cinema (movies), the trams (streets
cars), the chemists (drug store), the pavements (side walks), the
wireless (radio) and "the Stytes" . "Girls in the 'Stytes* are
much prettier and more fun to be with than Canadian girls", he said.
With a twinkle in his eye and a hearty laugh he continued - "You knon
<TI thought I spoke English -until I came to the States !" Training for
the service was done in Canada but Mr. Bishop's home is in Exeter,
Wednesday, January 5, 1944- Cloudy
The clock in the Bar-room struck two and >. second afterwards the
old "sombre" in the Parlor resounded with two bells. "I never hear a
clock strike without remembering the words which /fco with the Westminster
chimes" said Mr. Prance a guest of long standing.' "what are the words?"
we asked as Mr. France stood in a kind of trance. Then he recited them.
"All through this hour
Lord, be our guide
And by thy power no foot
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Thursday, January 6, 1944 Rain and snow
The Rotary Club of Marlboro, which for the past two or
three months has been meeting every Thursday at the Inn, has decided
to meet at another Inn nearer the city. "Some of the members regret
very much not coming here" said Mr. Bigelow, Marlboro City Treasurer,
as he dropped in today to pick up song books and flag belonging to
the Club. "The t men like the atmosphere here better then any other place"
continued Mr. Bigelow, "but it is a question of limited time and gasoline.
Friday, January 7, 1944 Pleasant
Graripa Winter changed his cold, gray arb last ni a ht. This
morning he wears a cloak of fleecy white. Every little twig and
branch have out it on and are lying snug ana warm beneath it. The Inn
has nestled down, it seems, for a long v.inters 1 nap - ana the Wayside
Inn-ers themselves are inclined to bask in the beauty of this Winter
morning instead of tending to every- day routine. But the sun is up!
Its stirring around with long, bright rays-sweeping them across roof
tops and meadow lands and leaving in their path a million sparkling
diamonds. Vihat a beautiful morningl
Saturday, January 8, 1944 Icy
The roads have dangerous spots of ice on them. Consequently
very few guests appeared and even Mr. and Mrs. Bowker didn't venture
forth from Worcester this evening. The day was used to good advantage,
however, in "catching up" on left over work. The Diary, for instance,
was filed away as a record for Wayside Inn activities in 1943. Typed
copies are kept in note book covers and are often used for reference.
These are in order from the year 1929 to the present. This year marks the
fifteenth anniversary of the Wayside Inn Diary.
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fe9 Sunday , January 9, 1944 Pleasant
Mr. and Mrs. Andre Cina of Minneapolis, Minnesota ,
created quite a bit of excitement among the guests when they
arrived with their eight-weeks-old twins* The boy, Richard
Andre Cina, was bundled in blue and the girl, Rosemary mdrea
Cina, identically so in pink. Both babies wore a tiny gold
band on their finger tied with blue' ribbon. when asked about
this Mr. Cina replied that it is custom for new babies in their
section of the country to be ^resented with baptismal rings.
Monday. , January 10, 1944- Pleasant
Roy Benson who graduated from the Boy's school last
June was a visitor today and called on griends in the front
of the Inn, pantry and kitchen. He also visited the school, farm
and other places on the estate. He is a tall, good-looking chap
with rosy pink cheeks and avery blue eyes. He looked well in
the Marine uniform which he donned ten weeks ago. His "boot"
training has been at New Pines, North Carolina.
Tuesday , January 11, 1944 Partly cloudy
Yesterday morning, Miss Jean Speiser of Life magazine
appeared with pencil ana notebook to do an article about the Innj
the Longfellow connection in particular. All the afternoon was
spent in going over the Tales, especially the passages .here the
poet describes the Inn. These descriptions will be photgraphed
and captioned in Longfellow's own words. Today Miss opeiser
contacted Mr. Henry Wads worth Longrellow Dana and spent several
hours with him at Craigie House. There she saw the original manuscript
of the Tales.
Wednesaay, J;muary 12, 1944 Pleasant
A distinguished looking luncheon guest this noon was
Professor Ernest K. Smith, former Marlboro resident who has spent
the last thirty years teaching in the American College called
Yen Ching at Peiking, China. "The last time I came to the Inn",
said he, "was many years ago when I was trying to get a charter
to run a trolley line through here over to Concord." Professor
Smith cume from China on the last trip of the Gripsholm.
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Thursday, January 13, 1944 Pleasant
Air. Jerry Cooke, photographer for Life magazine left ear la-
this morning after making the pictures to be used with Miss Speiser's
story. Yesterday Mr. Cooke devoted about ten hours to the work
which included photographing the Inn exterior, the barn, old oak trees,
bridge of stone and jther points mentioned by iiongfeliow. Inside, he
clicked the clock, spinet and tlie coat-of-armsj in iact all the Longfel-Low
items in the Parlor. He also used some of the scnool boys as shado
of the characters in the "Tales". Then he crossed the hall to the Bar-
room, Old Dining room and Kitchen where a few shots were taken. Altogether
uhe"Life" article should be as complete and interesting as any ever done here.
Friday, January 14, 1944- Pleasant
Corporal William L. Reid of Melrose, a M .rine who has seen twenty-
six months of fighting in the Soutu Pacific.
Captain William E.Ford of Pennsylvania and Captain James L.
Hollywood of New Jersey who have joined the staff of doctors at the ne.
Framingham hospital for War Veterans.
Two Royal Naval Oficers expressed much interest in the history
of the Inn. Both had read the "Tales" and knew the poem "Mary Had a Little
Lamb 'from memory. Their names: Thomas A. T.'oodfield and Norman S. Baxter of
Saturday, January 15, 194-4 Pleasant
The recent death of Ida M. Tar bell brings to mind the fact that
Miss Tarbeli came to the Inn on several occasions, nor name appears in the
Special Guest book under the date of September 10, 1927, but it is certain that
she paid the Inn at least one visit since tfcut time.. An account of the
author's last illness is given in a New York newspaper "The Villager" from nhich
"i.liss Tarbeli lapsed into unconsciousness on
Christmas eve but, subsequently, at infrequent
moments, seemed to showfaint recognition of
her surroundings. On one of these occasions
her nurse asked her if she had heard any
Christmas carolers. Faintly she replied that
probably they weren't coming around as in
seasons past. Realizing that she had heard none,
several voices were assembled by the attendants
and a few carols were softly sung in an adjoining
room. At the conclusion, Miss Tarbeli was asked
if there was one she would like to have repeated
id she whispered "yes, Hark the Heavenly Angels
Sing". As far as her attendants could be certain
this was probably her last conscious moment."
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Sunday, January 16, 1944 Pleasant
The house seemed filled today with lovely little
boys and girls. It was "children's day". M.iny caiae lor
dinner clinging to the overcoats oi their parents. After re-
moving wraps, tall piles of gay colored leggings, scares and
mittens were seen. Two small boys, strangers, exchanged greet-
ings across the tables in the dining room while sister in her
pink, Sunday dress looked on. Later little sister sang a song
and a very appropriate one. It was heard in a tiny, faint voice
coming from the Parlor . . "Mary had a little lamb, little lamb,
little lamb". And in the Parlor too, on the old Sheraton sofa,
for a couple of hours this afternoon rested a very young baby in
a large open basket. The proud parents left her there, sound
asleep, while they partook of their Sunday dinner. Dr. Bell's
two grandsons are regular once-a-week visitors. They each have
"red" hair and bright, brown eyes. Their chief diversion while
waiting for their dinner call, is to read the "funnies" in the
Sunday paper. Thus the Inn plays the role of a_ large home on
Sunday with a wonderful family of children therein.
Monday, January 17, 1944 Partly cloudy
Week-end guests leaving today were Lieutenant and Mrs.
Herbert S. Dunning, bride and groom. They came Saturday night
and registered from Presque Isle, Maine where the groom is
stationed. According to the Lieutenant, his superior officer,
Colonel Greer, head of Intelligence at Presque Isle recommended
the Inn to the couple as an ideal place for a honeymoon.
Tuesday, January 18, 1944 Pleasant
In 1901, Mr. Thomas Lawson, a wealthy man from Boston
ana interested in horses, sponsored a daily coach trip to the
Wayside Inn. Coach left the Hotel Touraine in Boston sometime
during the morning and arrived at the Inn in time for lunch. A
poster announcing this accommodation hangs in a conspicuous place
in the Bar-room. Many guests ordering dinner exclaim over the
sign and the mode of travel compared with that of the present day.
The last line of the sign reads: "Coach starts on time". This is
amusing, particularly in these times. "That's something" said a
young man in U. S. Army uniform today. "Its a good idea. Wish all
coaches started on time. I remember waiting - - " and he went on
to tell of waiting several hours in a railroad station. Mr. Jerry
Cooke, photographer of "Life" magazine, upon reading the last line
of the poster, related his experience of waiting four hours in
a railroad coachjon a recent trip. "Just waiting for the old thing
to start" he said.
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Wednesday, January 19, 1944 Pleasant
Another bride and groom are in the house. They came
last evening. The groom, , Lieutenant Harold W. Burns, arrived
in Boston from Salt Lake City, Utah yesterday afternoon at
2 o 1 clock and the wedding ceremony took place at 6 o'clock. He
hadn't seen his wife- to-be in fourteen months. It was not
supposed to be a hasty, spur-of-the-moment marriage. Plans had
been made far in advance. ^Lieutenant Burns 1 train was late, the
bride caught a bad cola just the day before and the reception
turned out to be a large formal affair with the Lieutenant
"acquiring a great many relatives in a few minutes time" - as he
expressed it. Today Lieutenant and Mrs. Burns are finding the Inn
a delightful place for peace and rest and are planning to stay
Thursday, January 20, 1944 Pleasant
Two or three tables were reserved in the dining room
this evening for small dinner parties. One of them in the name
of Turner, proved to be an engagement party for the daughter of
the family. The young man was present as well as Mr. and Mrs.
Turner. Both ladies wore gardenias and the dinner table, ready
and waiting at the right of the fireplace, took on a festive
Dancing classes for the Boys School, usually held on
Friday evening, were conducted this evening by dancing master,
Friday, January 21, 1944 Pleasant
The younger children from the Redstone and Southwest
Schools were on their usual schedule this afternoon ana appeared
at 2 o'clock for their dancing lesson. A relatively large audience
witnessed the class including two British flyers. Naturally their
light, blue-grey uniforms attracted the attention of the children;
particularly of the boys and little eyes were not where they should
have been for several minutes! Mr. Haynes was patient, however,
and soon all were tending stictly to the business of a quadrille.
Others who watched the dancing class this afternoon were
Mr. and Mrs. James W. Elliott of Boston, she the President Emeritus
of the Women's International League for Peace and Freedom. Mr. and
Mrs. Elliott were Luncheon guests and afterwards Mrs. Elliott told
of meeting Mr. and Mrs. Ford years ago at the home of Mrs. Hendrie
in Detroit. It was during a League convention. This years gathering
of the League will again be in Detroit, January 28 - 30.
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Saturday, January 22, 1944 Pleasant
Inn folk are preparing today for the annual lietreat
of the Universalist ministers which opens tomorrow. Extra pies
are being baked in the kitchen and two cots have been set up
to provide additional sleeping places. Twenty Fraters are
Lieutenant and Mrs. Burns bid the Inn "good-bye" this
morning after their few days sojourn and expressed regret that
the time had come for their departure, fthile waiting for a
taxi to take them to Mrs. Burns home in Winthrop, the Lieutenant-
looking very young and chic in his air-corps uniform- paced the
floor in the Bar-room and talked. "I don't know why everyone here
has been so nice to us" he said, "we just can't understand it because
both Jean and I have such mean disposition^ We both make it a
point to say exactly what we think. There's no veneer about us.
Thats why we get along so well together? Mrs. Burns gazed into the
fire. Then the taxi came and they were off. He to Salt Lake City
and from there to parts unknown.
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Sunday, January 23, 1944 Pleasant
This was the opening day of the 42nd Annual he treat
of Universalist ministers, a full report, including pictures,
will appear in the Diary of a few weeks hence and will be
called the "Retreat Supplement". In the meantime a brief
account of the Fraters and their meetings Rill be given. Dr.
Robert Cummins and Dr. William Wallace Rose were the first
to arrive this afternoon. They were followed shortly by
several more Fraters including Dr. John vanSchaick. He, who
is one of the oldest and dearest of the group, expressed regret
because of the fact that he must return to Washington tomorrow.
He would stay for supper this evening, however. The Retreat
will miss him very much, also the two members who have passed
away during the year . . Drs. Frederick W. Perkins and Lee S.
McCollester. Four nev; men will come to fill vacancies. One
of them, Rev. J. A. Parkhurst of Waltham, Mass. arrived late
this afternoon just in time to join eight of the ministers at
the supper table. During the evening others arrived including
Ellsworth C. Reamon of Syracuse, New York recently appointed
President of the Universalist Church of America.
Monday, January 24, 1944 Pleasant
The Retreat program had to be revised this morning
when Frater Donald Hoyt was called back to his parish to con-
duct a funeral service. Consequently his paper - "Walt
Whitman and his poetry" which was to have been given tomorrow
afternoon, was read this morning.
After luncheon, nearly all the ministers started out
together for a walk. The Parmenter house was their objective
and after seeing it many expressed their interest in its
setting and its antiquity.
The afternoon meeting at 4:30 o 1 clock was a discussion
on "What is Happening in Our Parishes" or in other words an
exchange of pastoral experiences. In the evening "Gus" Leining
gave a book review of Klausner's "From Jesus to Paul" after
which the men stayed in the old Kitchen for Evening Devotions.
These were conducted by Frater Emerson Hugh Lalone.
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Tuesday, January 25, 1944. Partly cloudy
The Retreat is in full swing eith twenty ministers
in attendance. The day was spent in about the same way as
yesterday - walks and talks. Harmon Gehr replaced Mr. Hoyt
at the afternoon session and gave a very good paper on Music.
He is the "die Bull" of the Retreat with a young, studious
lace and slightly graying hair. Tonight Prater Gehr treated
the Inn family to a fine concert in the large Ball-room with
Miss Fisher as accompanist. "The Musician" is pastor of the
Universalis t church in Philadelphia, from the Ball-room the
Fraters adjourned to the old kitchen where Evening Deovtions
were held and where strains of music from a violin were again
heard. Nothing else, not a whisper. Yet twenty men sat
there, around the fireplace .Listening to the lovely music of
Shubert's Ave Maria.
Wednesday, January 26, 1944 Cloudy
After a Communion Service in memory of Dr. Perkins
and Dr. McCollester held at the long table in the old kitchen
this morning, the Fraters of the 1944 ftetreat began their
departure. Those going long distances '.vere the first to
leave and a delegation of about ten said "good- by" just be-
for luncheon. The rest, including Dr. Roger Etz, scribe,
and Dr. Max Kapp, Prior, remeinad for the noon meal, fihen
the Worcester-bound bus stopped in front of the Inn at
2 o'clock, the last group waved farewell. Before departing,
however, each and every Prater expressed his appreciation of
a very fine time. "It was a good Retreat and as usual the
hospitality of the Inn was perfect" said Prater Rose.
Thursday, January 27, 1944 -rni
And as usual alter the Annual Minister's Retreat
the Inn seems empty. Today we are going from room to
room picking up a book here or a chair there, putting it in
its accustomed place. The Poet and the Student and the
Musician keep appearing. V»e see them before the fireplace
or walking through the hall. Dr. Beach is in a corner of
the Washington room rocking in t-he old Windsor chair - or
Douglas Frazier with head tilted back is against two pillows
on the old Kitchen settle - or Dr. Lowe is writing post-cards
to his parishioners. It will be a day or two before the Inn
becomes an Inn again with strangers roaming around. The
Fraters make of it a real home. For three days they are the
"family" living here.
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iriday, January 28,1944 rm
Such an unusually warm spell as we are having
should be recorded. Warm enough to let the Boilers go
out last night. School girls are wearing Spring coats.
Someone saw a bluebird. Dirt roads are muddly and the
thermometer is registering around 60 degrees.
Today the writer >£f the Diary is going over
material left by the Fraters cJiu is writing the " Retreat
Supplement" which will be attached to the Diary as soon
as pictures are developed and printed.
Saturday, January 29, 1944 Cloudy
Saturday evening is always a bit more gay than
other evenings oi' the week. More people come in for dinner
and the Bowkers, bringing their roses, always create a
party spirit. Tonight was no^t exception. Lovely yellow
roses were in the Bowker's box and several dinner parties
consisting of four or live persons each, were noted. The
ladies looked especially pretty and most of the men were in
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Sunday, January 30, 1944- Pleasant, colder
(Note: A slight departure will be made
this week from the usual set-up of the
Diary. Guests of the week will be re-
ported on the Saturday page.)
LET THI NGS GO PIT I
(With apologies to William Wallace Rose)
In this time of testing and trial let us maintain our
Inn at the peak of its effectiveness -
Let guests come.
Let meals be served.
Let rest and peace await weary
Let all who keep this house
remain faithful to their duties.
Let there be some hardships and
tedious work and the saving
grace of fun and fellowship.
Let things go on.
Keep the Inn a homing place for those who are away
from home; for men and women in the service of our country. Extend
a friendly hand. Speak an encouraging word to them and think of
them after they are gone. Let the Inn symbolize the best
American ideals and traditions. The mighty bulwarks of civiliza-
tion are built upon such a shrine as this I
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Supplement to the Wayside Inn Diary, Week of January 23 - January 29, 194-4-
42 UNIVERSALIST RETREAT
Any religious retreat might well be divided into three
parts . . . Meditation , Brotherhood and Relaxation . These divisions
were fully expressed in the Retre&t of Wayside Inn Fraters which
opened today, January 23, 1944-* Special emphasis was placed upon
Meditation . For the first time, a period was set aside on the
official program for a "Quiet Hour" (1:30-2:30 P. M.). Max Kapp
prepared an eight page manual to be used. One of the first paragraphs
"Each one bears his cross alone. . each one
waits at times in "the wistful Inn of
thoughts" . . each one desires powers he
does not now possess. By the opening of
our souls, we may be enabled to receive.
By facing the secret importunities of our
spirits, we may turn about and find the
huntsman who pursued us is the Gentle Christ".
The Quiet Hour did not overshadow other features of the
Retreat. Ample time was allowed for meetings, good fellowship and
relaxation. The spirit of Brotherhood prevailed in the welcoming of
four "new" men - Rev. R. H. Barber of New Haven, Connecticut, Rev.
Charles H. Monbleau of Maiden, Mass., Rev. J. A. Parkhurst of Waltham,
Mass. and Rev. B. B. Hersey of New York City.
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While not unmindful of the vacancies they were filling,
the Fraters welcomed the new-comers enthusiastically and happily.
They were made to feel at home. They chatted freely and were
graciously included in every part of the fellowship. The "Quiet
Hour" program suggests that by paying attention to his own spirit,
no one should despise or forsake "the wider brother lines which
make religion the sharing of bread and beauty".
Bread was shared at the communion service held on Wednesday
morning, a memorial service to the two beloved men who passed
away during the year, Drs. Frederick W. Perkins and Lee S. McCollester.
Relaxation is always a major part of the Retreat. "A golden
opportunity for a man to relax" said Frater Lalone, while another
remarked that he began to relax as soon as he stepped on the Bus. On
Tuesday evening the Spelling Bee was revived. Frater Reamon
introduced Ben Hersey of New York to the ice on Josephine Pond. Here
in the picture they are seen on their way, each equipped with a pair
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Rev. R. H. Barber
Rev. C. H. Monbleau
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It is hardly necessary to continue further regarding
any one aspect of the Fraters program. The traditions of the
Wayside Inn Retreat were carried on this year as in previous years -
in a noble manner. Those who came forty- two years ago expressed
the purpose of the Retreat as they gathered about the fire in the
"office". "In turn each told what he expected to gain from the
meeting. The answers were, Receptivity to the Divine Will and Life,
closer Fellowship, Rest and Relaxation .** It was the same forty- two
years afterwards. And the same as in 1903 when the Fraters of 1944
"After dinner the brethren departed,
feeling that the time had been very
profitably spent and that a new,
hearty zest for work had been gained"
Harmon Gehr, the«01e Bull"
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Monday, January 31, 19 M- Colder
(The Cushing Hospital, Framingham, Mass. was recently
opened for a few hours to the general public. Several
of the Inn family took advantage of this opportunity to
see this new retreat for wounded veteran^.)
THE CUSHING HOSPITAL
For the last 25 years "The Cushing Hospital"
has meant all over the world, where neurosurgery is
studied Boston's own Peter Bent Brigham Hospital.
There Dr. Harvey Cushing mapped the terra incognita
of the brain, traced those subtle pathways of the
senses that define its inner boundaries, worked
patiently and boldly in that mysterious tissue which
somehow contains the mind. There he held the stage
in the surgical amphi- theatre, his lean, ascetic face
half covered with the operating mask, lightly brush-
ing his gloved fingers together or dipping them into
the antiseptic as some unexpected problem arose,
toiling often for eight hours at a stretch on a
single patient. There he labored and taught and op-
erated and wrote. That used to be "The Cushing Hospital."
But today the formally named Cushing Hospital
is in Framingham, stretching its 90 new buildings over
70 acres. Its 1750 beds are ready for the stream of
the neurologically wounded soldiers who are even now
being eased from hospital cars at the long railroad
siding. This is the new monument to the man whose own
brain was so precise and tireless that it could sketch
the geography of all brains, so that the victims of
another world war that he was not to know could be
restored to health -------
For there is something of his clean austerity in
the new Cushing Hospital. There are no frills here, no
accents of medical rretension. This is where operations
will go on around the clock and half around again, This
is where the healing art will be practised with scientific
obsession. Here there is no domed rotunda nor glass-
walled surgery, no staff rooms in modernistic decor. There
is a job to do and here are the tools to dot it with
nothing more. This is the Cushing Hospital, a magnificent
monument to a great soul.
From Editorial in
Boston Herald, Jan. 29, 1944,
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Tuesday, February 1, 19 AA
(Calvin How House fire
December 17, 1943 which
destroyed two dormitories in the East wing
of the house)
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Tuesday, February 1 - continued
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Wednesday, February 2, 1944
CHARACTER IN BUSINESS
(The Principals of Honor, Quality, Strength
and Service, forming the Foundation of the Rice Leaders
of the World Association, always have been identified
with the history of this country. Elwood E. Rice,
founder end President was a guest at the Inn today.)
Qualifications for Membership:
Honor . A recognized reputation for fair and honorable
Quality . An honest product, of quality truthfully rep-
Strength . A responsible and substantial financial standing.
Service . A recognized reputation for conducting business
in prompt and efficient manner.
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Thursday, February 3, 1944 Pleasant
THE UNSUSPECTING PATRIOT
(The utter nonsense of isolationism or anything resembling
the holier-than-thou smugness of the self-sufficient
American is exposed in the following humorous bit from the
pen of Profecsor Ralph Linton, University of Wisconsin)
Comes the dawn and the unsuspecting "patriot",
clad in pyjamas, a garment of East Indian origin;
wakes up with a glance at the clock, a medieval European
invention; looks into a mirror, invented by the
Egyptians, and shaves, a ritual developed by Egyptian
priests. He washes himself with soap, invented by the
ancient Gauls, and dries himself with a Turkish towel.
He pulls on garments of silk and wool, much of
which is from Japan and Australia, fastens them v/ith
buttons which trace back to the Stone Age, puts his feet
into leather tanned in the Argentine, ties about his
neck a strip of colored cloth which is a survival of
shoulder shawls first worn by 17th Century Croats. And
so to breakfast.
Before him are wheat products, a native of Asia,
served in pottery vessels first mown in China, oranges
first cultivated in the Mediterranean, coffee from
Africa or Brazil, and waffles, originally served in
He reaches for a piece of moulded felt, first in-
vented by Asiatic nomads, and sprints for this train, an
English invention, or a bus running on rubber from Malaya,
With coins invented in ancient Lydia he buys a newspaper
dated according to a calendar devised by the Egyptians,
improved by the Romans, and readjusted by an Italian Pope.
He reads the news in letter-characters invented by the
ancient Phoenicians, and modified by the Greeks, Romans and
medieval scribes, and printed by a process invented in
Germany on paper invented in China.
As he scans the terrible news of foreign lands
he gives utterance of fervent thanks bo a Hebrew God in
continued next page
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Thursday, February 3 - continued
language borrowed from the English and Norman-English,
that he is an one hundred percent American - the decimal
system coming from the Greeks, and the word Americo taken
from Amerigo Vespucci, an Italian geographer!
Friday, February 4-> 1944 Pleasant
(Excerps from letters received recently from
Wayside Inn boys)
"Will you remember me to all the fellows some Friday
night at dancing class? Tell them that Private First Class Robert
Stone wants to wish them luck during this year. They will need
luck, too. The boys are really foolish to join the service before
they are out of school. If they do they will never make anything
of themselves in the service unless they finish school".
P. F. C. Robert F. Stone
"Would you please thank Mr. Haines for me for all he has
done for us boys at the school? When I was on leave at California
I went to a U. S. 0. dance and v/ith all of Mr. Haines 1 instruction
on courtesy I found it wasn't very hard to get along with the girls.
While quite a few of the boys v.ere shy at getting acquainted with
the girls because they weren't sure of how to act."
Milton Gagne S 2/c
"I went to a very nice dance to night and had a good time
for myself. It was a modern dance (Service men only) and there were
plenty of girls to go around. And guess what? We did the barn
dance. Now how do you suppose the barn dance got way out here on
the west coast?"
Sgt. Ralph Delagrieco
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Saturday, February 5, 194-4 Pleasant
GUESTS OF THE WEEK
E. B. Glasscock, H.M.S.
( Alder shot, England
17 year£ J. Adamson, H.M.S.
old ( Ipswich, England
Ellwood E. Rice, The Plaza, New York
Eben S. Draper, Hopedale, Mass., son
of former Governor Draper of Mass.
Staff Sergeant William Piazik, formerly
of the Boys School now of the U. S.
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Sunday, February 6, 194-4 Very Pleasant
The day was unusually pleasant for this time of year - no
snow, the roads clear and the temperature mild. These conditions brought
many to the Wayside Inn for dinner. During the afternoon, a party of
thirty from the Chaplains School at Harvard University made a tour of
the Inn, Mary Lamb School and Chapel. They were good listeners and ex -
pressed much enjoyment at being able to see this historic part of New
England. Most of them were from western or southern states. Other guests
in uniform included Wacs and Waves and two lieutenants who come to the
Inn for dinner every Sunday.
Monday, February 7, 1944 Colder
Recently we heard something about Mrs. Calvin Howe; her
personality and character. She was our next door neighbor many years
ago and lived in the Calvin Howe house, now used as a dormitory for the
Boy's School. A letter from Miss Grace Greenwood, -40 Essex Street,
Marlboro, describes Mrs. Howe in a charming way -
" My mother," writes Miss Greenwood, " openly admired Mrs.
HoYre with whom she lived for two years when she was a girl. Mother
would now be one hundred and one years old were she living today. She
said Mrs. Howe had a beautiful disposition - was always happy and she
seemed to have been a splendid influence in Mother's life. She always
reminisced happily when we passed the Calvin Howe place. I am sure
the Howes would be grateful to know their place is used in helping
boys to find their place in the world."
Tuesday, February 8, 1944 Cloudy
In a fox-hole on Guadalcanal, a buddy asked William Piazik
what he was thinking. "Oh, I was just thinking about having a good meal
at the Wayside Inn," replied Bill, now Staff Sergeant Piazik, graduate
of the Boy's School. Bill went on to describe the foxhole as "palatial"
as he stood in fi»it of the Bar-room fireplace on a recent furlough. He
is looking well and trim in spite of several months in a hospital with
tropical arthritis. Soon he will return to active service and see more
of the world. So far, he has been in Hawaii, New Hebrides, and Guadal-
canal. His buddies aboard the Bombing plane on which he served were
from California, Massachusetts, Tennessee, Kentucky, Maine, Ohio,
Wisconsin, Rhode Island, Wyoming and Missouri. Bill was wearing a ribbon
for service in the South Pacific area, a ribbon for good conduct, and
the air medal ribbon with two bronze oak leaf clusters.
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Wednesday, February 9, 1944 Cloudy
Mrs. Jan T. Friio of Cambridge, a national Girl Scout
leader, came in for tea this afternoon and then asked if she might
sit by our fire and do some writing. Later, she wanted dinner and
would then go on to Marlboro to attend an important meeting there.
She has been here several times and usually comes alone, but is
very friendly. In her becoming green uniform, she sat in the Bar-
room telling about her work and her many interesting experiences.
As she left tonight she said, "Well, see you next week."
Thursday, February 10, 1944 Pleasant
This morning before anyone came, we tried molding
candles by the Barroom fire. We used the old tin mold which hangs
in the Kitchen. We twisted strands of cotton string for wicks,
whittling out sticks to tit them to, and melted up candle ends
which have been accumulating around the house. It was a thrilling
experience to pull out the completed candles and to discover they
really would burn. We put one in the tin sconce in the Barroom and
lighted it and after a few splutters it settled down and shone with
a beautiful steady flame.
Friday, February, 11, 1944 Snow
By nightfall, the Inn grounds were covered by a blanket
of snow, six inches deep - the first large snowstorm this year.
Phil Merriman, who has been mentioned before in the
diary as being connected with the Tauck tours, braved the wind
and snowf lakes for a glimpse at the Mary Lamb School. As he returned
to the Inn, looking like a snowman, he said, "It was certainly worth
the trip but I'm glad to be back near the fire."
Saturday, February 12, 1944- Snow
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Edwards, Jr., of Concord, stopped
overnight at the Inn in order to attend the winter sports carnival
at the Fay School for Boys in Southboro which is being held today.
Mr. Edwards remarked that he always felt transplanted in
the Seventeenth Century when visiting the Inn and told of a similar
feeling when staying at an old castle in Scotland, which now
accommodates travellers. He much prefers staying in the Seventeenth
Century period where one's accommodations occasionally allow a
glimpse into a lovely, snow-covered, old- fashioned garden, rather than
staying in the Fifteenth Century where the only windows are small
slits in a wall, seven feet thick. Therefore, the rooms in the old
castle where Mary, Queen of Scots, stayed, lacked the sunshine's
warmth and light and our exhilarating New England fresh air.
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Sunday, February 13, 1944 Pleasant
Sunshine and a clear blue sky are making fields and
highways a dazzling white in their snow blankets. Such a beautiful
day brought many people to the Inn, hungry both for good food and
good, pure country air.
Mr. Duncan, almost a weekly guest now, was hardly
in the house before he went out the front door to take his custom-
ary hike up the "Mountain", which he likes best of all the v/alks
around here, he says, because it is so wild. He is always hoping
to see a deer.
Dr. Hayden and his wife and son from St. Mark's
came for dinner and while she chatted with a lonely sailor boy
from the state of Washington in the Parlor, the two men got into
their ski clothes and had a wonderful time skiing down the hill
opposite Ezekiel Howe House. The tired look had gone from the
busy doctor's eyes when he came back, and his tall young son
looked as though he, too, had enjoyed the rare privilege of
having a whole afternoon with his father.
The shy young sailor also looked more cheerful when
he left. Mrs. Hayden had urged him to go to the Y.M.C.A. in Boston.
She is a director there and used to talking to boys in the Service.
She told us he was lonely because he was above the average type. He
said," I have three books, one on Psychology, one of Edgar Guest's
poems and "Pride and Prejudice" and no one has ever asked to borrow
Monday, February 14, 1944 Cloudy
A Valentine Dinner Party was held this evening for
Mr. and Mrs. Wallace A. Wood, of Marlboro, who were celebrating their
fiftieth wedding anniversary. "Yes", said Mr. Wood, with a twinkle in
his eye, "we were married on Valentine's Day 'way back in 1894."
Mrs. Jan Friis-, , stopped for dinner this evning on
her way to another Girl Scout meeting in Marlboro, thereby proving
that she meant her call of ','See you next week", when leaving after
her last visit. Tonight, she deemed it more of a treat to visit the
Inn, for her distinguished looking husband accompanied her.
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Tuesday, February 15, 1944- Pleasant
Sgt. Goodwill Post and two other WACs came from Boston to have
dinner this evening and if a fourth can be found will come back to spend
next Saturday night with us. They did not sign the register, but we knew
one was a Southerner by her accent and found out later that she was from
Georgia. She was the only one who had not been here before so the others
took great delight in showing her the house from attic to cellar.
A small club, a group of nine ladies, arrived on the bus from
Marlboro, enjoyed their dinner and the house and went back on the nine
o'clock bus. We hear so many people from Marlboro say they have lived there
all their lives, have passed the Inn hundreds of times but that this is their
first visit. They are always very much interested and so pleased that they made
an effort to stop.
Wednesday, February 16, 1944 Pleasant
Mrs. Hartlein brought another group of Navy officers wives from
Cambridge to have luncheon and to see the house and grounds. This time there
were fifteen and almost every one came from a different state and Mrs. Dahlia
Cha from Honolulu, Hawaii. Their husbands are working hard at Harvard and in
the meantime the ladies spend some of their spare moments sightseeing.
Another luncheon guest, Mr. Davis, told of a visit to the
Genealogical Society to look up the record of an ancestor who served in the
Revolutionary War. He found the term "mustering out" used quite frequently
which is similar to "leaves" or "furloughs" in the army now; the only differ*
ence being that the mustering out plan is a rather go as you please way.
For instance, a man would return to his home to do the planting and remain
there until he heard of a battle. He would then pick up his gur aH ci rejoin his
Thursday, February 17, 1944- Fair
Two boys, graduates of the Wayside Inn Boys School, came to see
us today, Sgt. Albert Verseckes, class of '33, and Carmino Longhi, class of
'4-1* "Iggie" as the boys called Verseckes, has been in the Southwest x^acific
area for the past 16 months in the U. S. Marine Corps. As an Aerial Photo-
grapher, he saw action at Guadalcanal, Munda, and Rendova. He learned a
good deal about photography here at the Boys School which helped materially
towards his present rating. His fighter squadron received the Presidential
Citation for scoring the highest percentage of Jap planes shot down. Their
number of planes shot down was 104, while losing only 7 of their own.
Longhi, always jolly and cheerful, has only been in training a
few weeks, and looks very well in his sailor's uniform.
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Friday, February 13, 1944 Clear --Windy
Mr. and Mrs. Frederick C. Keller of Bridgeton, Maine
were overnight guests. In April, they are opening an antique
shop in West Bridgeton called" The Little Red Schoolhouse'.' It is
the original schoolhouse remodeled to display antiques. He said,
"I admire Mr. Ford very much and am trying to ape him in a very
small way. I want him ton have first choice of all my things be-
fore the opening." He spoke with great enthusiasm about his
collection describing many of the pieces in detail as though he
were fond of each one. In fact, he said, "I'm not like some - out
to make money. They have a lot of sediment but I have sentiment."
The wind rollicked about the Inn grounds today, playing
a merry tune to the dancing trees; now, swaying gently in a mild
breeze; now, their gaunt arms outstretched in bewildered appeal
as the wind increased in volume; now, bending low with a mocking
bow as they strained under the wind's full force.
Yet, not even the wind served to diminish the enthusiasm
of the boys and girls who gathered at the Inn for the Valentine
Dance held by the Boy's School. The ballroom, festively attired
in its red and white streamers and gay red hearts, provided a
picturesque background for the young ladies' long, swirling
skirts. At the close of the "goodnight waltz", many happy faces
and merry "goodnights" gave evidence of the success of the Ball.
Saturday, February 19, 194-4 Pleasant
Recently, a delightful surprise was in store for all
who read an Englishwoman's letter, describing her imaginary visit
to the Inn after reading Chamberlain's "Wayside Inn - A Camera
Impression" — a Christmas gift from a frequent visitor, Howard
Searles of Marlboro. A quotation of Longfellow's heads the letter: -
" A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams
Remote among the wooded hills."
ans she goes on to say.
" Was it the firelight, was it the shadows flickering
on the wall, was it a dream or did my book take me to the
Wayside Inn? Thoughts have no past or future, no date or
day, when I went I do not know but one evening, with my
book in my hand, I went to the "place of slumber and
dreams." I remember, I remember, we came to the swinging
sign. There it lay before us - that old timbered house,
with its bodyguard of grand old trees, trees which could
tell many stories. For had they not seen the Poet and his
merry company of story-tellers pass by on their way?"
She vividly des$:ibes some of the Inn rooms, the Grist Mill and the
Schools, and, in conclusion, says that Chamberlain's photographs
have taken her to the Wayside Inn as no ship, car, or train could
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Sunday, February 20, 1944 Very pleasant
A pewter expert was here today who told of
collecting old and broken pewter. He melts it, then molds
it into all kinds of "new" things. In the melting process
the old pewter, composed of many different ingredients,
dies not separate. Thus it can easily be molded or spun into
new forms. The gentleman took a pewter plate of ours -
slightly bent - and worked it back with his hands into its
original shape. He was also interested in our candle-making
and told us where good wicking could be obtained.
Monday, February 21, 194-4 Pleasant
A family of mother, father and two small boys have
arrived to spend the holiday; a long anticipated vacation.
Little Roger could hardly stand the excitement of being here
at last and at dinner time didn't eat some tempting, juicy
roast-beef. Consequently he was taken to his room for a much
needed rest. In the meantime brother Ted displayed his ability
as a cornet player and from the Ball-room came strains of
Stephen Foster's "Beautiful Dreamer", the attractive rhythm
being played over and over again. Ted also brought games and
skates and later on, the whole family including mother and dad,
were seen headed in the direction of the Calvin How pond.
Tuesday, February 22, 1944- Pleasant
In a desire to take care of numerous guests on a
holiday, the Inn family and even the guests themselves are
apt to over-look the real significance of the day. And here
it should mean more than in other places because usually a
holiday commemorates a historical event or person. . Washington
stopped here. Perhaps he did not tarry at "Howe's" or have
a meal or stay over night, but certainly he alighted from his
coach to shake the hand of Colonel Ezekiel Howe and to congrat-
ulate the landlord of the "Red Horse" upon his service in the
War. The scene often comes to mind as Colonel Ezekiel Howe' s
name is mentioned. It is the picture of Washington stepping
from his coach at the front door of the Inn. Certainly this event
sho ild be brought to the attention of our guests on this -
George Washington's Birthday.
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Wednesday, February 23, 1944 Very pleasant
A yearly event at the Wayside Inn is the sight
of the first little white "snow-drop" poking its head through
the leaves under the old kitchen window. Today marks the
first appearance of the snow-drop for this season. The
gardener, the house-man, the hostesses, the girls from the pantry,
all looked though the tiny window panes to view our first
announcer of Spring.
Thursday February 24, 1944 Warm
The compliments v/e like to her best are those
we are not supposed to hear! In other words, we enjoy more the
favorable remarks of our guests made beyo^nd hearing distance.
Today, however, a pleasing remark was heard - shall we say by
mistake? At any rate, one of the hostesses overheard Mr. Lester
talking to his wife in the hall - and this is what he said.
"You know, my dear, I don't feel as if I should pay my bill there's
such a home-like atmosphere here" .
Friday, February 25, 1944 Very pleasant
"Don't try to remember my name" said a guest today -"just
remember that I will be back again". The gentleman put on his
hat and was nearing the door when he handed us his card. No
wonder he thought the name was difficult to remember! He is
Paul H. Schoepflin / President of the Niagara Blower Company in
Buffalo, New York. Mr. Schoepflin said earlier that he thought
he had been into every nook and corner of New England, but he had
never been to the Wayside Inn before. "It's great. I love it . .
and don't forget I'm coming back again'.' These were the final
words of our guest with the hard name to remember.
Saturday February 26, 1944 Partly cloudy
This past week has been vacation week in practically
all the schools in and near Boston. This has made additional
business - especially with children coming for dinner with their
parents or in small groups to see the house. One day a little
company of Girl Scouts brought a picnic lunch and after a tour
through the Inn, opened their picnic boxes near the Mary Lamb
School house. The weather was warm enough for an out-door lunch.
Another day the Director at Promeroy House - a Settlement house
in Newton, brought six girls from the cooking class for a visit.
It was like "old times" to see groups of children around and they
were particularly delighted to find a very new baby goat in the
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Sunday, February 27, 1944- Cloudy
Mt. Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, was not covered with
its usual blanket of snow today. The simple stone which marks
Longfellow's grave stood cold and austere against a gray horizon.
Nevertheless, a peaceful warmth prevailed as we walked along the
ridge to the familiar lot. Longfellow's is a modest monument. It
stands simple and unobtrusive among hundreds. Many near it are
larger, more elaborate. But here is a marker which the poet him-
self would have chosen. One name identifies it to everyone -
"^ongf ellow" . We laid a wreath in front of it as is the custom
each year; a wreath made of wild green foliage from "Sudbury
Monday, February 28, 1944 Cloudy
It has been sometime since any amusing remarks have been
heard concerning the history of the house. When guests were fre-
quenting the house by the hundreds, a funny story could be told
almost every day. Recently, however, a guest who appeared quite
interested, was following a hostess through the house. She asked
the proverbial question. "How old is the house?" After being told
that it is two hundred and fifty -eight years old, she asked,
"And has Mr. Ford owned it all that time?"
Tuesday, February 29, 1944 Cloudy
On a recent day set aside in Melrose, Massachusetts, as
the "Woman's Day of Prayer", a talk was given in which our Mill
was used in illustration. The speaker said that prayer was like
the water going over a mill wheel. It was set in motion by an
outside force and went on creating activity and setting other
forces in motion. He said that a great many people made the mis-
take of thinking that a prayer is just a petition and nothing
Wednesday, March 1, 1944 Colder
Pussywillows, another sign of Spring -(Snowdrops have
been mentioned, . Miss Cleveland, guest, found some today behind
a stone wall on the Framingham Road. Miss Jouannet heard of the
discovery and promptly went to the same spot herself .Mrs.
Jouannet- very fond of pussywillows - will have some for her
birthday day after tomorrow.
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Thursday, March 2, 1944- Cold
March has "come in like a lion", with the thermometer reading
within ten degrees of zero and a strong, typical March wind blowing.
Twenty girls from the Dennison factory of Marlboro met after
their days work tonight to have dinner together. They arranged for a
table in our old dining room, where all enjoyed the party thoroughly.
Later, a tour of the Inn provided an added treat and many expressed the
wish that they might come again soon.
Friday, March3, 1944- Cloudy
Ever since just before Christmas- time, like a snowball
gathering momentum, cards and letters have been drifting in from our
Wayside Inn school boys, now in the service. Before this avalanche
threatens to overflow its box behind the Bar, we are contemplating
writing one letter of interest to all. We hope to send letters from
time to time with news of the Inn and other activities about the
Saturday, March 4, 1944 Partly Cloudy
Present day travel gives us a jolt in more ways than one,
particularly its speed as compared with the slow, tedious means of
getting from place to place a hundred years ago. We who live in this
old time Inn were amazed to hear from a guest his interesting story
of speed. The gentleman left Kingston, Jamaica, in the British West
Indies on Monday noon. He arrived in New York Tuesday morning and
proceeded to do a good day's business. Tuesday evening he dined in
Boston with a friend. The friend is a frequent guest at the Inn and
this noon brought his dark complexioned business associate here for
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Sunday, March 5, 1944 Pleasant
The lovely white M a rtha- M ary Chapel gleamed and
shone in the afternoon sunshine as a bride and groom entered
to be married there. March's proverbial wind whistled and caught
the bride's veil in its traces. But within, all was quiet
except for soft strains of organ music. Over one hundred friends
and relatives ere present to witness the ceremony which made
Weston L. Browning and Eleanor Bowbly husband and wife. After-
wards, the wedding guests adjourned to the Inn ballroom where a
reception was held and refreshments served. The bride was a
Marlboro girl and the groom a Navy man.
Monday, M arch 6, 1944 Pleasant
A wedding breakfast of several years ago was recalled
to mind recently when Major and Mrs. Byron Bizot arrived with
two small boys. They registered from Louisville, Kentucky and
told of coming here after their wedding ceremony in 1937. They
3 served in the Old Kitchen; a room which now holds many
pleasant memories. Both expressed pleasure in being here again
and for having the opportunity of showing their children the Inn,
Tuesday, March 7, 1944 Rain
It is cheering to hear someone whistle. Most people
are in a quiet, sober mood these days. But our house guest, a
young lieutenant, has cheered us through this cold, dark day with
a cheery, gay whistle. He whistles upstairs and downstairs, and has
a beaming smile when he enters the room. He is pale, however and
thin. He is on "sick leave". Another officer, this one in the
Navy is also here on "sick leave". His name is Domac and he was
born in Yugoslavia. He learned a little English and vrtien in England
was asked to lecture about his native country. "I can lecture, but
I cannot teach", said this dark complexioned young man with a
pronounced European accent. He is interested in agriculture -
and a lovely English wife, acquired recently. Both are charming and
have met the other house guests, the whistling lieutenant and his
wife. The four are staying a few days.
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Wednesday, March 8, 1944 Cold
Keen 1 s Chop House in New York is often mentioned when
guests notice the two long-stemmed clay pipes in our pipebox.
Keen's Chop House is famous not only for shops, but for clay pipes.
Year- ago, the custom was established of each guest owning his own
pipe and having it numbered. He would go to Keen's and call for his
pipe - not by name, but by number. When the customer died, the
pipe would automatically pass on to his son with still the same
number. The custom is, however, for the next in line to break off
a piece of the stem, thus giving him a fresh mouthpiece. Some p^pes
at Keen's have survived several generations. Dr. Haney, guest,
told of his particular pipe. It originally belonged to his grandfather.
Thursday, March 9, 1944 Partly cloudy
One of the nicest gestures of zppreciation was displayed
by our friend the "whistling Lieutenant" as he prepared to leave the
Inn. He wrote in pencil on a rather large sheet of note-book
paper this message and left it in his room.
Everyone in the Wayside Inn who helped make
our stay here the most wonderful time we have had in
our lives and our honeymoon a success - we extend our
Lt. and Mrs. Vance Carlson"
Friday, March 10, 1944 Pleasant
Chief Officer Domac of the Merchant Marine, formerly of
Yugoslavia, is still here with his attractive wife, formerly of
Coventry, England. They are charmed with the Inn and have practically
fallen in love with the surrounding country. So fascinated have
they become with this particular location, that they want to build a
house here. Real estate agents have been consulted and a piece of
land of about five acres is being considered. Mr. Domac plans to do
some farming. Both are thrilled with the prospects of making their
future home in Suduury. The Inn, we think, was a source of inspir-
ation for their happy plans.
Saturday, March 11, 1944 Warmer
Mr. Duncan's favorite walk is to the top of Mt. Nobscot.
From the Fire Tower he can see Mi"* Wachusett and on an especially
clear day, Mt„ onadnock in New Hampshire. Mr. Duncan recommends
this "walk" to other guests who inquire: "where shall we go for a
good walk?" Nearly every week-end Mr. Duncan is here and just as
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often he gives directions for the hike up the mountain.
This week-end three professors (women) from Wellesley College
took Mr. Duncan's advice. They returned with large bunches
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Sunday, March 12, 1944 Pleasant
This was not officially the first day of Spring
but the first day with a feeling of Spring in the air. The
thermometer reached 60 degrees. Red-wing blackbirds
have been seen and in the Smithy barn two tiny lambs are
huddled close to their mother's warm fleece. Because of the
Spring-like atmosphere, the day brought several hundred
guests to the Inn; most of the men in khaki and in navy blue.
Feminine guests suggested Spring by their light colored dresses
and flowery hats. The dining room was more festive than
usual with a rose on every table provided Dy Mr. and Mrs. Bowker.
In the front of the ho use, large bouquets of pansies were con-
tributed by Miss Fisher.
Monday, March 13, 1944 Rain
A steady drizzle all day made the house dark and
gloomy. Madame Howe was cheerful, however. She wanted to make
candles. "A good day to do it", she said. So the large candle
mold, whifa makes two dozen tapers, was brought forth from the
old Kitchen. All the women folk gathered 'round and waited for
the old candles to melt in a pot over the fire. In the mean-
time, two dozen wicks were cut and strung from slender rods.
These were placed over the molds. Then the wicks were pulled
through the hollow tubes and tied at the bottom in a knot. Next
the tallow was poured into every mold. Madame Howe used a small
pitcher for this purpose and gave everyone a turn at pouring.
Then the candles were left to harden. After a time the molds
were warmed again. (A cloth, dipped in hot water was placed
around the molds). At last the candles were pulled up and out.
And what nice looking candles 1 The Madame was modest and declared
they were not as well shaped as others she had made. Too, she
could do better next time. But the Inn folk were satisfied that
this dismal day had been spent in a profitable way.
Tuesday, March 14, 1944 Very pleasant
Today came the first answer to the letter sent out to
our Wayside S-chool boys in the service. As explained in a
previous diary, the letter was typed and several carbon copies
made. As a matter of fact, about twenty copies were mailed. The
first answer came from Sgt. Stephen F. Gooch, Camp Robinson,
Arkansas. He writes: "Speaking for myself, I enjoyed your cir-
cular letter. It was thoughtful of you to do this and I don't
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Tuesday, March 14- - continued
mind telling you that I got a great deal of pleasure from
it. I hope that the others got as much enjoyment from the letter
as I did." This is encouraging and plans are underway for the
same type of letter to be mailed once a month.
Wednesday, March 15, 1944 Stormy-snow
Our good friend Mrs . Bowker is ever thoughtful of the
Inn and recently sent a clipping from the New York Herald-Tribune.
It is a poem written by Longfellow about the Monastery on Monte
Cassino, Italy; the Monastery unavoidably destroyed a few weeks
ago by our armed forces. The poem is twenty-one verses long, the
most striking stanza is one in which the poet anticipates the
present World conflict. Longfellow describes his visit to the
Monastery in detail and after talking late into the night with one
young friar, he goes to his cell, falls asleep, then wakes to
behold the scene on which Saint Benedict had often gazed:
"Gray mists were rolling, rising, vanishing;
The woodlands glistened with their
Far off the mellow bells began to ring
For matins in the half -awakened towns.
The conflict of the Present and the Past,
The ideal and the actual in our life,
As on a field of battle held me fast,
Where this world and the next world
were at strife."
Thursday, March 16, 1944 Cloudy
This was another dark, dull day after yesterday's be-
lated snow storm. The mail, however, brought forth some bright
messages. Mr. Duncan, the week-end guest who delights in long
walks, wrote from New York that he had neglected to make an
important report on his last visit. While walking he encountered
a flock of 70 large Canada geese in a field down the road. "When
I approached", said Mr. Duncan, "they flew off with a great honking
to the northeast 'J The second letter was from Dr. Banford of
Utica, New York who writes: "If the roads are not too bad, will
you please have 'Ole Bull 1 room ready for me on the night of
March 25th to stay until the 29th? I've been really busy and I'm
tired. It will be nice to be at the Inn again."
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Friday, March 17, 1944 Pleasant
Word came today that Life Magazine will publish the Wayside
Inn story in next week's issue. Miss Speiser writes that " the pictures
we used are lovely". Naturally, we are anxiously awaiting the finished
story. Copies are being sent from "Life" in New York which will arrive
on the 24th or 25th of March.
Saturday, March 13, 194-4- Cloudy
Hikers, numbering about twenty five, took a train from
Boston to Sudbury this afternoon and from the Sudbury station walked to
the Wayside Inn. They came by way of back country roads and arrived in
time for tea or dinner. Some felt hungry enough to have both! They
were members of the Appalachian Mountain Club. This is a more or less
annual affair with a different "hike" planned each time. All were in
high good spirits as they prepared to return home on the bus.
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Sunday, March 19, 1944 Very Cold
Our old wooden pipe box received a bit of attention to-
day. One of the guests admired it, then told of pipe boxes being
used in old Quaker meeting-houses. He said that a pipe box was
usually placed at the end of each pew. When the church-goer enter
ed, he put his pipe in the upper part of the box for safe keeping
during the service. In the drawer of the box he dropped a little
tobacco. This was his contribution towards the minister's supply.
We have heard of food and lodging being provided in payment for
the services of a parson. But never tobacco I Of course, the pipes-
smoked in that day were of the long-stemmed, church-warden variety.
Flocks of large, fat robins were seen around the Inn today;
particularly in the fields and meadows. A flock of about a dozen
blue-birds was also seen.
Monday, March 20, 194-4 Snow
Were blue -birds and robins mentioned; Where are they
now? These harbingers of Spring must be heading South again as
the most severe snowstorm of the season falls gently and quietly.
What a surprise this morning, to find the ground covered with a
deep white blanket I All day long the snow has been piling up to
the tops of stone walls and rail fences. The Inn looked warm
and comfortable in its Winter dress as we approached. Inside,
there was gaiety and laughter. Little Ralph Sennott with his
sister and cousin, after playing in the snow, came in to get
warm. Wet, snow covered garments were hung by the fireplace
and chairs drawn near. A happy group of Inn-ers to enjoy the
storm in this cozy fashion; more lucky than our feathered friends
in finding a comfortable shelter.
Tuesday, March 21,1944 Cold
The walls of the Old Dining Room this evening echoed
back the refrain " Happy Birthday to you, dear Dorothy and dear
Ethel", as a crowd of eight girls from Marlboro and Hudson cele-
brated the joint birthdays of two of their group. Their gaiety
was so spontaneous that when the birthday cake was brought in,
two solitary chaplains, who were also in the dining room, were
invited to share in the treat. After dinner, the gaiety continued
as the entire group went from one room to another - upstairs and
down. Their laughter, < ringing out in the clear, cold air, could
still be heard in the Inn, as they stood in the crisp snow a -
waiting their bus.
WAloldjc met uxknl
Wednesday, march 22, 194-4
mr. ana mrs. vies ton .. Browning whose
wedding took place in the Martha Mary Cnapei,
Sunday, March 5, 1944- •
Tnursday, marcn 2j, j.94-4.
Seaman 1st Class
returned today to say Heii.o',
consisted of a Spam sandwich,
Sddie Tompkins, formerly of the Boys School,
He described his last Christmas dinner. It
Action was too ^ive.y there in the Pacific
near Bouganvilie for a turkey and the 'fixings. The boys didn't miss their
Christmas dinner entirely, however. Ed^ie said it was served a week later
and tasted just as good.
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rriday, march 24., 1944- Partly Cloudy
loday a letter came from a Mr. Crosby asking ii' we could
help with plans for his daughter's wedding, it is to be held in July.
This, of course, is not an unusuai request, but the reply will contain
an unexpected surprise. Mr. Crosby states that the bride-to-be is a
lineal descendant of the Wayside inn Howe family "and the inn appeals
to ail of us". He goes on to inquire if there is a nearby church in
which the couple could be married. Tne surprise, of course, is the
fact that our own lovely Martha Mary Chapel will be available for the
Saturday, March 25, 194-4 Very Pleasant
now do we discover these honeymoon couples who are coming
to the Inn just now in rather large numbers.' Usually by a freshly picked
orchid pinned to the dress of the young lady. And most of them are
very young these days, with their newly acquired husbands in uniform.
Tonight, a particularly pretty gin arrived with the proverbial orchid
and the man in uniform. She has deep, brown eyes and a clear olive
complexion a_so a beautiful smi^e. .ucky was he, the ensign, who
will soon be taking off for foreign parts.
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Sunday, March 26, 1944- Pleasant
This first Sunday of Spring 1944 cannot be better
recognized than by the following poem written after a visit
to the Inn by Mr. John Randerson of Diamond Point, New York
"Spring has come to New England I
(And other things as well,
She rubs her eyes and stretches,
Comes fraily from her cell.
The robin and the bluebird
Are viewed vdth happy heart,
As round the buds and crocuses
The bees swoop in and dart.
The Wayside Inn still greets one
The door swings soft and vide,
The friendly smiles and fireplaces
Warm up the rooms inside.
And one may stop and rest here
And find refreshments too
As coaches of a by-gone time
Were wont and glad to do.
It's good here in New England!
This happy time of year.
When buds burst forth
And robins sing
And the Wayside Inn stands near."
Monday, March 271944- Cloudy
A recent guest spoke of attending a Friends gathering at
the Quaker Meeting House in Cambridge, -opposite Longfellow's home.
He remarked on the simplicity of a service ?;hich had no pulpit and no
leader. In place of an altar, stood a large fireplace in which huge
logs burned brightly. As the Friends congregated, every eye was
drawn to the fire which put each individual in a contemplative mood.
It is the custom for silence and meditation to reign until someone
wishes to express his thoughts aloud. One Friend arose to speak of
the three periods of man's life; the Age of Credulity, wherein as
children, we believe without doubting and the Age of Incredulity,
wherein we question before accepting. These two phases eventually
lead to that of Faith wherein we accept completely.
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Tuesday, March 28, 194A Windy
The tranquillity of this old Inn received a jolt this
afternoon when seventy-five boys in khaki came thundering into the
Bar-room. The officer in charge said "shh - ",just like giving an
Army order and all were suddenly quiet. Then the history of the
house was explained and a tour conducted through the Old Kitchen
to the Parlor. Here the boys relaxed and Volunteered the informa-
tion that they were members of the Air Corps, soon to be graduated from
a training school at Harvard. "We're on our way back to Cambridge
from Westover Field", they said. Two large husses waited without, but
before the boys boarded them they paused on the front step of the Inn
to sing the Army Air Corps song. This was indeed a thrilling,
historical moment. Imagine seventy-five strong, male voices, well
trained, rising in perfect harmony to "Off we go into the wide blue
yonder, climbing high into the sky". Yes, their voices rang high into
the clear Spring sky and over the hills of Sudbury to the very summit
of Mr. Nobscot. For a few minutes this was no longer a region of
repose. Seventy-five trim, young fighting men had brought War to the
very doorstep of Longfellow's Wayside Inn.
Wednesday, March 29, 1944- Partly cloudy
A small book with an attractive pink jacket has come through
the mail from Mrs. Pearl R. McGown. She is well known in this locality
for her hooked rugs, especially old rug designs and their history.
Mrs. McGown published "The Dreams Beneath Design" in 1939 and has
presented the book in appreciation of "happy memories of the Inn". The
book is filled with illustrations of rug patterns. The story of how
they originated and materials used, is told in a chatty, friendly way.
Mrs. McGown has made her knowledge valuable to all interested in
these early floor coverings.
Thursday, March 30, 1944 Rain
Many old friends of the Inn are doing new kinds of work
during these War days. They tell us of working in munitions plants
or starting Victory gardens or spending several hours a day helping
in the Red Cross. Today Mrs. William E. Austill, who in pre-War
days conducted Friendship Tours, announced her War time job. It is
lecturing. She calls her program "Books for Such an Hour as This" and
her subjects are deep. For instance "The Religious Foundations of
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Friday, March 31, 1944- Cold > wind y
There is a tinge of green to the grasP. Mr.
Davieu is raking leaves from around the lilac bushes.
Reservations are coming in daily for dinner
on Easter Sunday. One young lady writes from Wellesley
College: "Please reserve a table for eight.
Dancing classes for the younger children were
again postponed this afternoon, due to whooping cough
Saturday, April 1, 1944 Very pleasant
An engagement "shower" held at the Inn last
Fall resulted this afternoon in the first double vedding
to be held in the Martha-Mary Chapel. The two couples
were Mr. and Mrs. R. H. Adams and Mr. and Mrs. P. A. A.damsj
the grooms being brothers. They came from Waltham with
the minister of the First Parish Church in Wayland, Rev. J.M.
Fogelsong, who performed the ceremony. Miss Fisher plaj
the organ as the two couples stood before the altar. Only
the immediate families were present and adjourned after the
service to the Inn where a wedding dinner was served.
Sixteen were seated at one long table in the old dining room.
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Sunday, April 2, 1944. Partly Cloudy
This was a day of days with guests streaming into the house
from noontime through the evening. Many familiar names were carried to
the Pantry on meal slips; Dr. Bell, the Purdys, Mrs. Fiske, Mr. and Mrs,
Porter with the French family, Mr. Ambler with a party of six, and Mr.
and Mrs. Knudson. Many others were of the Army and Navy, including two
Commanders and one Colonel. Two Waves and a Spar spent a long day here
and two men of the Royal British Navy were seen among the sight-seers.
Monday, April 3, 1944 Very Pleasant
"If you had been in the War as long as I have, you would
appreciate a place like this", remarked a good-looking lieutenant, as .
he spoke to a hostess yesterday afternoon. Then he turned to his wife
and asked, "Shall we skip Portland?" The wife answered in the affirma-
tive and arrangements were made for a stay here of three or four days.
The couple returned today and have been assigned the Garden room. They
are Lt. and Mrs. Gray L. Carpenter of Pittsburg, Pennsylvania; he,
having a month's sick leave from the Navy.
Tuesday, April 4-> 1944 Pleasant
Over twenty years ago, a little boy of three tried to -push
his way through the little gate gate which swings open on the path to
the Grist Mill. His struggles were interrupted by a wasp which came
from an opening in the stone wall and stung him on the face. He ran
crying to his mother. Tonight, young Private Howie arrived again with
his mother for dinner, saying," I always wanted to corns back and s<
if that gate would still be hard to push."
Wednesday, April 5> 1944 Partly cloudy
On the front page of a recent Boston Globe the story
ir bold of one Lieutenant Gurney in charge of a Post Exchange somewhere
in Great Britain. He is a Vermonter and has adorned his store with signs
which well might have come from a Vermont General store. The fellows
call it "Tom's Store". Tom is Lieutenant Thomas W. Gurney, Jr. a
native of Burlington, Vermont - and guest at the Wayside Inn four or
five months ago.
Thursday, April 6, 1944 Very pleasant
Mrs. Colby, house guest, walked along the Framingham road
this afternoon and returned with sprays of pussy willows, juniper
and other greens. These she arranged in a pewter pitcher in an
artistic fashion. Art is Mrs. Colby's business. She owns and
operates the Vesper George School of Art in Boston, founded by her father
the late Vesper George.
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Friday, April 7, 1944- Pleasant
A gift of some "Portland Star" matches has come through the mail
from a Mr. Een Proctor of Wakefield, Mass. Mr. Proctor writes that the
matches can hardly be called antiques. They were used when he was a boy
and he was born in 1366. The matches came in bunches and Mr. Proctor said
he used to pay ten cents for three bunches. He ends the letter in this
way: " A card of matches is a very small gift, but it may recall to Mir.
and Mrs. Ford and some of your elderly patrons, the match box that was in
their mother's kitchen."
Saturday, April 8, 1944 Rain
The Easter decorations will be simple. A few potted plants in-
cluding lilies have been placed around the house. In the Parlor, under
Longfellow's picture and in the window of the old dining room, green leaves
from the Euonymus bush have been used as a background for colorful spring
blossoms. The scent of hyacinths fills the air and tall lilies and tulips
express the loveliness of the Easter season. Several hundred guests are
expected to partake of our Easter Sunday dinner.
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Sunday, April 9, 1944 Pleasant
The weather is an important factor on Easter Sunday. The ladies
peer out the window to ask. " rain or shine"? The weather determines
whether or not a new Easter hat shall be worn. Now, of course, we are
speaking of normal times; normal conditions. This year the Easter season
is saddened by thoughts of War. A new Easter hat, evidently, was not the
primary concern of our lady guests to-day. Very few new hats were seen,
in spite if the fact that the day was bright and warm. Several Easter
bunnies appeared in the arms of our smaller guests but, generally speak-
ing, there was not the usual display of Easter finery. A sombre note
in dress and mood prevailed.
Monday, April 10, 1944 Partly Clov
Among Easter guests was Sergeant C.B.Deitch, a member of the
Waacs, who has been stationed in Boston for sometime. During her New
England stay, Mrs. Deitch has visited the Inn several times, both for
meals and to stay overnight. She gave a glowing account of the Inn to
a gentleman friend, Sgt. J. Greenswalt. The Sergeant was none too en-
thusiastic about coming here. "Why should I go there", he asked. "There's
nothing to see; nothing to do". But he was finally persuaded by Mrs.
Deitch to join her here for the Easter week-end. To make a long story
short, Mr. Grennswalt came, saw and was completely conquered by the
Inn. He was loud in his praises when he left. He turned to his friend
and to a hostess and, with an elaborate bow, said; "My apologies, girls.
It's a great place!1
Tuesday, April 11, 1944 Very Pleasant
A small packag 1 blj of
Yonk rs, Nei lork. In the lett Lch ace
inf lints of mil ,
Indj i ' stone imj tits. Th aj
better thar 3 ful j ; in on
or another. I found bh .., I think, on _ ' in To: ,
go. The ~un flints I Street in
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Wednesday, April 12, 1 , Rain
For the past three or four , Professor and Mrs. Erwin Schell
have made Inn a haven of refuge; he, from strenuous duties as heed of
the Department of Business Administration- I ~et + s Institute of
Technology - and she, from the cares of a large family household. They
are coming here once a we~k to spend a night and a day. "Mrs. Schell must
rest while I work", said the professor, as he started upstairs with brief-
case in hand. "Then, when we get back to Cambridge, I'll loaf and Mrs.
Schell will workl" Our guess is that both will work. Their household
consists of four generations. Mrs. Schell 's mother, a daughter whose
husband is overseas, and j young great grandchild. Professor Schell
is well known to the Inn family as founder and leader of the "Waysiders",
a group of professional men who come to the Inn once a month during the
7/inter for an evening of good food and good to Ik.
Thursday, April \ , ;4<4 Fair
This evening a guest arrived, all th from Fairhaven, Massa
chusetts. He came an hour earlier than the time set for the annual
meeting of the Hudson Savings Bank, for he wanted to walk in the woods
and "get the feel of Spring", he said. The forty-three "bankers" wander-
about the house in groups of threes and fours until the appointed
time and then filed into the large dining room where the banquet tables,
dressed in their Spring finery of lovsly jonquils, waited expectantly.
An after-dinner speech was given on banking and the speaker illustrated
talk by means of large charts which hung near by. Another speaker,
in a lighter vein, completed the evening's entertainment.
Friday, April ±U , 194--4 Fair and Windy
The program of old-fashioned dance music p: on the radio
every Saturday evening by Mr. and Mrs. Ford has aroused considerab" 1
interest among our guests. At least several have spoken enthusiastically
of hearing again the olf familiar tunes, so well kn 3
young. They like, too, Mr. Lovett's part in "callin fa off". Some h^
asked about the instruments; their names and age. The Sunday even:
service from the Martha-Mary Chapel has also received much favorable
Saturd: v , 15, 194/ Rain
Today, Rolling Galster saw the Inn for the first time. Rollin is
about fourte n y„ars old. by, fond
y yside I ^r sine n, Roll '
has . "'."schooled in the history of thj
• , Lsed y, in spite of a cold
April drizzle, the j ' fulfilled. Rollin and his moth
her came all the 3 Scotia, ork. Rolli~
in the barn. Then he returned to a che a ry fire on
..on in the old dining roo.
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Sunday, April 16, 1944 Rainy-
Today a surprise was in store when Mr. and Mrs.
J. L. Mumma who were married in our Martha-Mary Chapel on
April 19, 1942, looked through the Scrapbook of Brides
and found snapshots of their wedding that they had never seen.
This was their first visit here since the event, having
lived in both Philadelphia and Hartford, Connecticut since
that time, and they called today's visit to the Inn their
Monday, April 17, 1944 Rainy
Anyone who had visited the Wayside Inn today would
surely have known that Spring Vacation was here. All day
long the house echoed to the young voices and eager feet of
children, whose eyes grew big with wonder at the mere prospect
of seeing the baby goats and lambs in the Smithy barn. Among
the train of young visitors, ranging from three to eleven
years of age were Nancy and Tommy Haskett, all the way from
Parsonson, Kansas and young Michael and Ann Cristian from nearby
Tuesday, April 18, 1944. Very pleasant
April 18th marks the anniversary of Paul Revere 's ride.
Every school child knows the lines, "On the eighteenth of April
in seventy- five". And he is puzzled when very young, to have the
event celebrated on April 19th, the day of the battle. The ride
actually began the previous evening. So on this April 18th one
hundred and sixty-nine years later, Longfellow's immortal descrip-
tion from the Tales of a Waside Inn is revived.
"The fate of a nation was riding that night".
Wednesday, April 19, 1944 Pleasant
A ghost, a soldier-like apparition haunted the Inn all
through this holiday of April 19th, 1944. It was the spirit of
Colonel Ezekiel Howe. Not garbed in navy blue with gold braid
nor in army kahki was he, but in plain, neutral homespun. Yet
our guest had a decided military bearing, shoulders thrown back and
head held high with a determination in his eye which be-spoke
that April day in 1775 when the Colonel, with two companies of men,
ran from Sudbury to Concord. Twelve miles in two hours' time, the
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Wednesday, April 19 - continued
records say. Today, however, the Revolutionary landlord
of the Waysidte Inn found in his old home an atmosphere
of peace. As he wandered among happy school children ?rho
were exclaiming over primitive cooking utensils and woooden
dishes, his expression changed. Instead of grim determination
a look of kindliness and affection appeared on the chalk white
face. Was this symbolic? Men are still at War. They destroy and
tead down. Yet Ezekiel Howe's tavern goes on. It softens and
calms the spirit of those who enter.
Thursday, April 20, 1944 Pleasant
Twelve wounded war veterans filed into the Bar-room
one by one. First came a boy on crutches, then a chap with
a bandaged foot. All were pale and in a solemn, quiet mood. One
Private volunteered the information that he came from Oregon
and that his mother ran an antique shop there. Another told of
living in Vermont and of making candles in a candle mold. Most
of these boys, however , were from homes in the state of Massachus-
etts and are now recuperating in the new hospital at Framingham
after Guadalcanal and Italy. Yesteriay a sergeant telephoned
asking if he could bring a group of patients . Today he announced
as the boys went through the Inn - "I'll be bringing more groups
Friday, April 21, 1944 Cloudy
Miss Fisher has received two charming song books for
children. They are called "New Music Horizons". Book One con-
tains a beautiful illustration for the poem and song of "Mary Had
a Little Lamb". Itis a colored picture and was used with the
permission of Mr. Ford to whom proper acknowledgement is made in
the front of the book. This was selected by the Institute of
Graphic Art for the Sixth Annual Text book Exhibit. Book Two is
just ao attractive as the first. Both are published by the
Silver Burdett company and sent to Miss Fisher with the compliments
of Mr. Charles E. Griffith, vice-president.
Saturday, April 22, 1944 Partly cloudy
On this day's page of the Register book is the name of
R.L. Thompson in large, unsteady letters. The hand-writing of a
child, you would guess. But no, it is the signature of a man
totally blind; a young man in his twenties who has lived in darkness
ever since childhood. Now he is a teacher at the famous Perkins
Institution for the Blind. This we learned as a friend and a hostess
guided him through the Inn. Although blind, Mr. Thompson's face was
lighted with eagerness and enthusiam. His smile was an inspiration.
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Sunday, April 23, 1944 Partly cloudy
It is gratifying indeed to see certain young men and
women of the armed forces making a point of visiting the
literary and historic shrines of New England. It is
gratifying to us to be able to further their knowledge and to
be of some assistance to them in this way. For instance there
was a Soldier today from Indianapolis who received a thrill when
he discovered on the Paul Revere print of the Boston Massacre
the name jpfCrispus Attucks". Attucks was a colored man killed
in the fray. "We have a school for colored children back home
called the "Crispus Attucks School 1" exclaimed the soldier, "but
I never knew why it was called that I" Then there was an
attractive Wave who surprised us by asking for a book on old
furniture. "I'm trying to learn something about New England
antiques", she said. The Wayside Inn library furnished her
with several good reference books and she derived pleasure as
well as knowldege from them.
Monday, April 24, 1944 Rain
While it is always a pleasure to greet new and
unfamiliar guests, it is, perhaps, more of a pleasure to meet
old ones. Therefore the week-end was made happier by the
presence of Mr. and Mrs. Robert King who stayed over Saturday
and Sunday nights. Their home is in New Canaan, Connecticut
from which they have come many times to stay in the "Garden"
room. This time they found "their'' room freshly papered and
Tuesday, April 25, 1944 Cloudy
The Catholic world is in mourning for William Cardinal
O'Connell whose death occurred in Boston last Saturday, April 22nd.
And it sis indeed a coincidence that on April 22nd nine years ago,
the Cardinal visited the Wayside Inn. Our special guest book
records his signature on April 22, 1935- The Cardinal had visited
the Inn on several occasions; a gracious kindly soul, a lover of
history and the arts and beloved- in Boston as a public spirited
citizen and benefactor. His name shall be cherished in the history
of the Wayside Inn.
Wednesday, April 26, 1944 Cloudy
Word has come from Stanley Farr, graduate of the Boys
School in «39, that he is in the Aleutian area and finds life there
pretty dull. The one bright spot in the letter was Stan's descrip-
tion of his finding pictures of the Inn in a recent "Life"
magazine. "I enjoyed the pictures quite a bit", he said, "because
they brought back some very pleasant memories."
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Thursday, April 27, 1944 Cloudy
The President of Emerson College, Boston enjoyed looking
through the special guest book this afternoon and finding
therein the names of many friends and acquaintances. This was
not surprising. Harry Seymour Ross has been a teacher for forty-
seven years. In that time he has met most of the men and women
prominent in the field of education. He worked his wow*way through
college, then taught in a small private school. Later he became
a teacher at Emerson. Now, as President, he has full charge of
this co-educational institution which specializes in oratory and
dramatics. "I've taught the Wayside Inn Tales over and over again
and have sent many students here, but this is my very first visit",
said our distinguished guest. He plans to stay several days.
Friday, April 28, 1944 Pleasant
Again a very pleasant Sergeant from the Cushing Hospital
at Framingham brought a group of patients to see trie Inn and
especially to attend the Friday afternoon dancing class. This time
there were about twenty-five veterans of World War II. They went
directly to the large Ball-room and were soon showing smiles of
amusement as children from the Redstone and Southwest schools bowed
to their partners and responded to the calls of "Ladies chain" and
"Balance your corner". After this the boys followed a hostess
through the house, into the old kitchen, Parlor and through the
bed-rooms. The Sergeant then piled them all into large Army cars
and they drove by the Mill , Chapel and Schoolhouse. At four o'clock
they were back in the hospital telling their buddies about the
Saturday, April 29, 1944 Pleasant
It seemed like old times. Children flocked aroiind the
Inn all day. They ran across the road to see the stage coaches,
they ate picnic lunches in the yard of the Mary Lamb school and
walked to the Smithy barn to exclaim over baby lambs and goats. In
the afternoon four Chinese students from Harvard enjoyed the story
of the Inn; three were from Shanghai and one from Nanking. They
too, went to the Smithy barn and spent a. longiuaf ternoon out-of-doors
in the sunshine of a warm April day.
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Sunday, April 30, 1944 Pleasant
Second lieutenant. "I have a ripping headache. I guess I'm
excited. This is my first day back in the States."
Elderly Gentleman. Rafter a long walk) "I often feel lone-
some in the city, but I never feel lonesome in the country."
Small boy to hostess: (after she had told a large group
what to see in the house and outside; "Thank you very much for telling
me about the lambs."
Hostess, to two rough and ready sailors: "How did you get
here?" Sailor: "Thumbed it".
Monday, May 1, 1944 Pleasant
Everybody is talking "gardens", the guests and Inn-ers.
Hostesses are seen sneaking around the back door of the Inn in garden
togs. They wear dirty white cotton gloves and carry hoes and rakes. The
usual things are planted; carrots, string beans, lettuce, cabbages, onions
etc. Professor Schell, guest tonight, informed us that he has a garden
and gardener (with glances at his wife). He has "two fruitless trees and
a wisteria that doesn't wis"- but he is still enthusiastic. Enthusiasm
for Victory gardens is at a high pitch.
Tuesday, May 2, 1944 Pleasant
Edr ehl Room - Occupied by Mrs. Jennie Livernash of Denver,
Colorado. (Came to Boston to be near her son, but found Boston's Parker
House too noisy. Preferred to spend her vacation- she works in Denver-
in a quiet place. Will be here a week or two;
Qle Bull Room - Occupied by Miss Maurine Nilsson, teacher
at Perkins Institution fot the Blind. She Is nervously tired and will
spend a few days resting in her room and in the sunshine. Does not want
to talk about her work.
Wales Room - Occupied by Mrs. R.D.Richardson of Medford,
Mass.( busy mother of two small children and active in church and club
work. Wants to read and rest./
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Wednesday, May 3, 1944- Pleasant
The first couple married in the Martha-Mary Chapel
were Mr. and Mrs. George H. Walker, Jr. The date, September 28,
1940. Now there is an off -spring, a dear little baby whose name
is Wendy Lee. She came to the Inn today in the arms of Grandmother
Bennett, teacher in our Southwest School. Wendy Lee smiled and
cooed while her mother showed a friend the Chapel. Perhaps little
Wendy will be married there someday.
Members of the Sudbury Women ' s Club held a luncheon
here today with thirty members in attendance. A string quartette
Thursday, May 4, 1944 Pleasant
Travellers come on foot and on horseback. They did in
the old days j they do today. Six young priests arrived at noon
time on this pleasant Spring day having come on foot from Weston
College, a distance of eight miles. They returned the same way,
hoping to reach school in time for supper.
Friday, May 5, 1944 Pleasant
Staying over last night were Mr. and Mrs. Warren P. Smith
of New York, delightful people, who were particularly interested in
the furniture. "We seek out interesting places all over the country"
said Mrs. Smith. This was their first visit to the Inn and according
to Mr. Smith it will not be their last I
Saturday, May 6, 1944 Very pleasant
The names of Mrs. F. VanWyck Mason and Robert Ashton
Mason appear in the Register book today; probably the wife and son
of author Mason who wrote "Drums Along the Mohawk".
Friends and neighbors of Mrs. Lemon were dinner guests
this evening and reported that Mrs. ^emon is in very poor health.
The neighbor, Mrs. Russell, takes Mrs. ^emon into Boston every day
for a treatment at the Massachusetts General Hospital. The Russells
live near Mrs. ^emon in Arlington and kindly carried some flowers
from the Inn to her.
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Sunday, May 7, 1944 Cloudy
The last guest, upon his departure from the Inn tonight,
would have been much amazed if he had flipped the pages of our guest
book which were inscribed today. Here he would have discovered Miss
Phyllida M. Conchie from Vancouver, British Columbia and Helene and
Mrs. L.R.. Lordly from Saltcoats, Saskatchewan. He would have, no doubt,
been much amused by the indistinguishable scrawl of a South American
gentleman who registered from Buenos Aires. And, as his eye ran still
further down the page, he would see that today had truly been an inter-
national one at Wayside Inn, for countries across the sea were represented
through Miss Dolly Haziett of Cork City, Ireland and Mrs. H. Edlund of
Monday, May 3, 1944 Pleasant
Twenty^rfive lively boys and girls from the Cambridge School
scrambled into our large dining room at noon today and were seated at
one long table. A hearty lunch was served, consisting of chicken a la
king and custard pie; the latter being a great treat and very grown-
upish. Later, a game of tag was played on the front lawn and the girls
ran races against the boys. At two o'clock, they scrambled again. This
time towards a large red bus which carried them back to the university
A new name was added in the Special Guest book today. It is
that of Mr. Basil Matthews, luncheon guest, and author of "India Reveals
Herself" and "The Clash of Color", etc.
Tuesday, May 9, 1944 Very Pleasant
Today, besides containing several cars at luncheon time, the
parking space afforded room to two bicycles ridden by two British Naval
Air force boys, who bicycled here from Framingham where they are spend-
ing a short leave. Handsome, dark-complexioned Sub. Lt. Thomas H.
Staneforth, R. A. F. Pilot, of Lincoln, England and boyish, ruddy-complexioned
Sub. Lt. N. J. Glendenning, R. A. F. Navigator, of Edinburgh, Scotland,
expressed their interest in the Wayside Inn when they said," This is the
nearest place like home that we've seen in the States."
The several cars in the parking space belonged to the eighteen
New England Carnation Growers Association, who arrived for luncheon,
each with a pink carnation in his lapel. A large bouquet of the same
lovely "pinks" adorned their table on the porch.
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Wednesday, May 10, 194-4 Pleasant
Through the pictures which recently appeared in "Life"
magazine, a great, great, great, great, great grandaughter of Samuel
Howe has been discovered. She is Miss Ruth M. Wilder of Bernardston,
Mass. Mis°> Wilder saw the pictures, learned that Samuel Howe built
the Inn, and writes to inquire if this particular Samuel could possibly
be her ancestor. She gives dates, etc. Today, we were happy to inform
Miss Wilder by return mail that she is, indeed, a direct descendant
of our Samuel Howe, first landlord of the Wayside Inn.
Thursday, May 11,1944- Very Pleasant
Mrs. Charles P. Gorely, Secretary of the Wedgwood Club
has again sent a copy of "Old Wedgwood" for our use. This is the
yearly publication of the Club; a small "Wedgwood blue" paper-covered
booklet. And we do use it. Previous copies have been placed on
the table in the Bar-room where guests enjoy perusing a small book
while waiting for dinner or bus. Consequently the 194-3 "Old Wedgwood"
is very welcome and our thanks go to Mrs. Gorely for her kind interest.
Friday May 12, 194-4 Pleasant
"Pleasant" for the weather report today is not by any means
suffieient. The day was beautiful. This is lilac time at the Way-
side Inn and to many the loveliest time of all the year. The lavender
and white blossoms surround us, inside as well as outside. They are
used for decoration on the tables in the dining room and huge bunches
of them are seen on tables and mantles. The fragrance of the lilacs
adds greatly to their beauty. Guests have exclaimed over them all day
Saturday, May 13, 1944 Pleasant
In the book, "American Destiny", Mr. A. Powell Davies, the
author, points to the fact that a nation is its history. "It is the
national past, interacting with the critical present, which dominates
the shaping forces of the national future." Then Mr. Davies goes on
to say that when a nation acts, the full force of its history is
behind it. Reading t^is recently we were reminded of the Inn and of
its place in the history of America. The full force of the Inn's
structure, its hand-hewn beams, its virgin pine floor boards, stands
firmly behind the men of America's fighting forces today. Their
ancestors built it. What the Inn represents in Colonial history will
follow the boys wherever they go. "A nation's past interacts with
its crirical present - to shape the forces of the national future."
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Sunday, May L4, 1944 Very Pleasant
If the writer could record Mother's Day with camera instead of
pen, she would photograph the following:
First : The stately Chapel on the hill, a memorial to two
mothers, Martha and Mary. Its tall, white steeple, pointing towards Heaven,
was an inspiration today to many mothers. Its gleaming whiteness symbolizes
purity of heart and soul; a tribute to all mothers.
Second : Baby lambs in the Smithy barn, clinging to the fleecy
white coat of their mothers. They portray simply and beautifully the
story of mother love, protection and guidance - simple enough for children
Third : The picture of soldiers and sailors, arm in arm with their
mothers. They came to the Inn all day long; the mothers beaming with pride,
the sons thoughtful and considerate. Some mothers wore bright colored
flowers, others were in mourning; but mothers all bearing both silently
and bravely both joys and sorrows.
Monday, May 15, 1944- Pleasant
Saucer- type grease lamps used for centuries and seen here at the
Inn in the form of crude iron Betty lamps, are often discussed by our guests.
They tell of their use in foreign countries and by the Eskimos. Today, a
veteran of the African campaign described the use of a saucer lamp after the
town of Maktar in North Africa had been bombed. Electric lights were out,
so an ingenious old African lady placed a bit of olive oil ina low, open
container. In this, she floated a piece of string and lighted it for a
wick. The improvised lamp burned well. Our guest compared it to our black,
hand wrought "Betty" in the Bar-room.
Tuesday, May 16, 1944 Pleasant
A five-month old baby Tas the recipient today of Book No. 2 and
Book No. 3 for his new library. Book No.l was a Bank book. The following
two were purchased today by a loving grandmother. They were "The Story of
Mary and Her Little Lamb" and "Tales of a Wayside Inn".
The large dining room was the scene this evening of "Ladies
Night", a party held by the Clinton Rotary Club. Dinner was served promptly
at seven o'clock, after which a professional entertainer provided fun and
merriment with a Puppet Show. Several of the fifty- two guests later ad-
journed to the front of the house where they listened to the history of the
Inn and a description of its furnishings.
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Wednesday, May 17, 1944 Pleasant
Gales of laughter echoed through the halls of the Inn this
evening as members of the Kappa Psi Sorority of the Waltham High School
gathered in reunion. Older women met schoolmates they had not seen in
years, while younger girls, dressed in gay, light dresses, welcomed each
other with fond embraces. Eighty-nine places were set in the large
dining room for a Chicken-a-la-King supper. Afterwards, all remained at
their tables while a business meeting was held.
Thursday, May 18, 1944. Pleasant
A nephew of Darius Cobb, Mr. F.S.Cobb of Dedham, visited
the Inn today and told of owning a Longfellow portrait painted by his
uncle. It is done in black and white and, our guest added, proudly, that
the portrait has never been copied. Mr. Cobb remembers going to Craigie
House when a small boyand of being treated by the poet to some gum drops.
His impression was of a very old man reaching into a drawer, with trembling
hands, to bring forth the luscious candy. The boy stood by, his eyes
filled with wonder and hunger.
Friday, May 19, 1944 Pleasant
An elderly couple, she with beautifully combed white hair and
a smiling young face, made a tour of the Inn this afternoon. Half-way
through the rooms, they surprised the hostess by announcing "bride and
groom" I They wer old friends from Michigan, married recently at the home
of a daughter in Watertown, Mass.
Another bride and groom of forty years, celebrated their
wedding anniversary here this evening. They were Mr. and Mrs. A.D.Wilde
of Canton, Mass.
Saturday, May 20, 1944 Very Pleasant
Happy is the bride the sun shines onl A lovely vision was our
"bride of today" - the former Gladys Turner of Framingham - in her long,
full- skirted, satin gown when the sun's rays touched her shining hair and
filmy veil, as she leaned, laughingly, over the stair rail to throw her
bouquet into a sea of eager, out-stretched arms. The beautiful nosegay of
white orchid, surrounded by sweet peas, with its ribbon streamers, served
four purposes today: as the traditional note at the wedding ceremony; as
a lovely centerpiece at the bride's table in the large dining room, with
its festive white and purple lilacs; as a source of pleasure to the lucky
recipient, and as a haunting memory picture for the sixty wedding guests
to carry with them.
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Sunday, May 21,1944 Very Pleasant
A more beautiful child was never before seen at the Inn;
blonde hair, blue eyes and a dear, little smile. Chaplain Abbott,
overnight guest, was attracted by the smile as were many other guests.
But the chaplain, in his kindly, quiet way, askeda few questions. He
learned that the child's father had been killed in the African campaign.
He, too, was in Africa and had established a cemetery there. He buried
many boys. Perhaps he had officiated at the burial of the baby's father?
What was his name? Where was the wife and mother? Just then a very lovely
young girl, with deep-set, sorrowful, dark eyes appeared. She was the
mother. She talked with the chaplain; compared names and dates. She
listened bravely as Chaplain Abbott described a peaceful, flower filled
cemetery. She clung to his words as if hungry for every detail. It was a
thrilling monument for those looking upon this trio; a gentle, soft-
spoken chaplain; a pretty War widow whose eyes were filled with tears,
and the beautiful baby with an innocent, happy smile. The child, never
seen by her father, is eighteen months old, and the recipient of the
Purple Heart and Silver Star decorations.
Monday, May 22, 1944 Rain
A luncheon guest this noontime casually remarked that her
first visit to the Inn was 65 years ago - and " I haven't been here
since", she said.
Fifty-six members of the Newman Club of Marlboro, enjoyed
supper in the large dining room this evening after which a business
meeting was held.
Tuesday, May 23, 1944 Pleasant
Again, a chorus of male voices singing the thrilling song of
the Army air Corps was heard resounding through the Inn. This time to
the accompaniment of the little old spinet, in the Patlor. Doors and
windows were open and again those words " climbing high into the sky"
echoed far beyond the walls of this historic Inn. This afternoon there
were forty boys in khaki who followed a hostess through the rooms, pay-
ing strict attention to every word, as if listening to a lecture on
flying technique. But here the boys were more relaxed and every now
and then hearty laughter was heard. One boy was from Oregon, another,
from Kansas, Pennsylvania, West Virginia etc. In the old days, a "Young
Sicilian" too was here. He used to play upon the spinet. Today, he listen-
ed from the wall and smiled.
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Wednesday, May 24, 1944- Partly Cloudy
The mail has brought two interesting letters, one from Mrs. A.D.
Wilde, who with Mr. Wilde celebrated their fortieth wedding anniversary
here last week. The other is from Private Norman Fletcher, formerly a
patient at the Cushing Hospital, Framingham.
Mrs. Wilde writes about the Bear Camp River Coach on exhibition
in the Gatehouse. She confirms our story that the coach was used by the
poet, Whittier, when he was visiting the Bear Camp River House. This hotel
burned down in 1380 or 1881, but up to that time, says Mrs. Wilde, Whittier
spent several weeks here each year and almost certainly rode in the very
coach now preserved at the Wayside Inn.
Private Fletcher, after a visit here, concerned himself with
finding out facts regarding the making of candles. He asked his grandfather
how candles were made in his day and grandfather gave a very detailed des-
cription of the process. Private Fletcher has kindly passed on the informa-
tion to us and it will be used here the next candlemaking day comes around.
Thursday, May 25, 1944 Cloudy
Cloudy weather has not spoiled the enthusiasm of one artist, Miss
Marjorie Garfield, who, since last Tuesday, has been making water color
pictures of various rooms in the Inn. She specializes in "interiors" and
has done the old Kitchen, Bar-room, Parlor and Parsons Bedroom swiftly and
easily. Usually she sits on a small stool in some unobtrusive corner, but
today, in doing the Parsons Room we found her sitting on the floor! She is
a delightful guest and quiet as a mouse. It's fun watching her put on the
sombre colors of the old woodwork or the lovely green color in the Bar-room.
Miss Garfield spends most of the year directing the Department of Interior
Decoration at the University of Syracuse.
Friday, May 26, 1944 Pleasant
Very cautiously, seven baby squirrels peered into the outside
world from their nest in the tree trunk. The, one by one, they crawled as
cautiously down to the ground. Fortunately, an overnight guest saw them. He
called others and soon an audience of four or five Inn-ers were expectantly
watching every move of the tiny creatures. All their antics will be watched
closely because their home is on the very fron$ lawn of the Inn.
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Saturday, May 27, 1944 Warm
One long table, which stretched from end to end of the
large dining room, was made ready this afternnon for the fifty
wedding guests of Miss Elsie Brigham. In the center of the table, a
large wedding cake was in readiness to be cut by the bride, while
vases of white iris and spirea decorated each end of the table in
true bridal fashion. Elsie is a Marlboro girl who, for many years,
attended our dancing classes. She was a most faithful partner, hardly
ever missing a class. Therefore, her wedding reception held here
late on this warm May afternoon was not without its note of sentiment.
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Sunday, May 28, 1944 Pleasant
The day started with a Communion Breakfast h#ld in
the large dining room at 10 o'clock. One hundred and thirty-
five ladies were in attendance from Marlboro.
At 12 noon a bus load of girls dressed in khaiki
with WAC insignia arrived to have Sunday dinner on the Porch.
There were thirty-six in the party. After dinner they were
escorted by a hostess through the rooms and listened attentively
as she told them the story of this old New England Tavern.
Most of the girls were from other than New England states. Their
homes were in the western and southern sections of the United States,
Monday, May 29, 1944 Pleasant
Mrs. G. Fleming, Mt. Carmel, Connecticut - collector
of old costumes, particularly of the 18th and 19th centuries. She
lectures and exhibits her costumes and will soon publish a costume
About twenty blind students from the Perkins Institution,
Watertown, Mass. They ate their picnic lunch near the Redstone School.
A Chaplain who signed his name with a French fountain pen,
found among the belongings of a German prisoner.
Mr. C. H. Haitman, Christian Scientist, Director of the Mother
Church in Boston.
Tuesday, May 30, 1944 Very pleasant
On this Memorial Day, 1944 > a great number of the men and
women who crossed our threshold were in uniform. They represented
the fighting forces of the United States in World War 11. Many who
came here today were asking themselves this question: "Why do I
fight?" One of the best answers to this question is found in the
following, written by Corfjoral Jack J# Zurofsky who won first prize
in a contest sponsored by tte War Department:
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Tuesday, May 30 - continued
"I fight because of my memories - the laughter
and play of my childhood, the ball games I was
in, the better ones I watched, my mother
telling me why my father and she came to
America, my high-school graduation, the first
time I saw a cow, the first year we could
afford a vacation, the crib at Camp Surprise
Lake after the crowded polluted Coney Island
waters, hikes in the fall, weenie and marsh-
mallow roasts, the first time I voted, my
first date and the slap in the face I got in-
stead of the kiss I attempted, the El going
down, streets being widened to let the sun
in, new tenements replacing the old slums,
the crowd applauding the time I came through
with the hit that won us the Borough champ-
ionship - the memories, which, if people like
me do not fight, our children will never have",
Wednesday, May 31 » 1944 Very pleasant
A record sale of books was made today when one lady
purchased 18 copies of the "Story of Mary's Little Lamb".
"They are for a graduating class" she said. Naturally one would
suppose the class to be composed of little Marys, nine or ten
yeats old. But no. The lady explained that the 18 "children"
are of college age and had just completed a Teachers Training course,
Men and women who teach in the public schools of Hudson,
Mass. gathered in the large dining room this evening for a Turkey
dinner. Fifty-five were served.
Thursday, June 1, 1944- Pleasant
There has been a long stretch of pleasant weather. It is
the season of school closing festivities. Both have been contri-
buting factors in bringing many guests to the Inn, individually as
well as in large pa r ties. Almost every day a "group" of people come
for an anniversary or a school- closing celebration. Today was no
exception, the largest group numbering seventeen. They were friends
and teachers of the Linclon, Mass. school department.
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Friday, June 2, 1944 Pleasant
Today the Inn received a heavy iron muffin-pan made
about 150 years ago. It was presented by Mrs. Georgiana Keith
Fisher of Grafton, Mass. who thought it would match the other
heavy iron cooking utensils hanging in the old Kitchen.
There is a lot of "dog" talk around the Inn today.
Several overnight guests are in attendance at the Dog Show in
Framingham; one or two of the men are judges. Three shows in
all are being held at "Raceland" the estate of J. R. Macomber.
Saturday, June 3> 1944 Pleasant
A boy in Navy blue and a bride in traditional white
satin received their friends in the large ball-room this after-
noon. While the line was forming a pianist friend played solos
such as "I'm falling in love with someone" and "It's love, love,
love". After the whole line had paid their respects to the
bridal couple, all adjourned to the large dining room where Supper
was served. A large wedding cake was cut and the bride, Miss
Constance Goudreau of Marlboro, threw her bouguet in the prover-
bial way as she left the Inn. She married a Mr. Boudreau, chang-
ing only the first letter of her surname.
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Sunday, June 4, 1944- Pleasant, cool
Greenfield Village Schools were well represented here today
when Lieutenant and Mrs. Donald E. Kidder arrived from the New London, Conn,
Naval Base. With them was their little baby who enjoyed a sojourn in our
old pine cradle. Ensign Charles F. Kull, Jr. and his wife, the former
Patricia Chubbuck, also came from New London to see, as they aptly put it,
" a little bit of home". Later, it was discovered that the Service Notes
Column in the Herald contained a paragraph headed "Charles Kull (EIT)"
Monday, June 5, 1944 Very Pleasant
Proud parents with sweet girl graduates tagging along are seen
frequently around the house these days. Today, a modest little family from
Worcester, consisting of mother, father, brother, and grandmother enter-
tained their graduate by bringing her to the Inn for luncheon. Grandmother
whispered on the side," She graduated this morning from La Salle Junior
College and was Vice-President of her class". Another family to whom gradua-
tion was an event long to be remembered stopped here on their way from
Bradford Junior College to their home in New Jersey. The graduate was a
lovely looking daughter.
Tuesday, June 6, 1944 Very Pleasant
While word of the Invasion had been expected for sometime,
nevertheless, the news came as a surprise early this morning. When the
Chapel bell rang at nine o'clock, not only the school children were there
but those who could be spared from their daily work also attended the
services. At subsequent intervals during the day, Invasion news was brought
in by the guests. It was a day when the historic significance of events
touched the hearts and souls of all who entered^and penetrated into the
very walls and beams of this old house.
Wednesday, June 7, 1944- Pleasant
Miss Mary Earle Gould, who has written a book on old Wooden
Ware, is a frequent guest at the Inn. Her home is in Worcester and from
there she delves into all kinds of research work on early American ways
of living and primitive utensils. Her new book, not yet published, will
be about fireplaces and fireplace equipment. Recently, she wrote a piece
for the Christian Science Monitor concerning the origin of ^Mother's Day
and how, in the 14th century in England, a Sunday was set aside during
Lent when young people were admonished to carry wafers from the church
to their mothers and "to visit them". This was called Wafering or Mother-
ing Sunday. A wafer iron, such as Miss Gould describes for making the
wafers, can be seen in the Bar-room.
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Thursday, June 8, 1944 Pleasant
A very nice gesture was made today by a Mrs. Kelliher of
Worcester who entertained at luncheon nineteen members of the Junior Class
of the Bancroft School. Mrs. Kelliher 1 s daughter, Joan, is a member of the
Another party of interest, which took place this evening, was a
dinner, arranged by Father Kane of Maynard, for forty-one young people in
his congregation. The group has been puttingon a series of plays for the
benefit of the church.
The final event of the day occured in the large Ballroom, where
little Mary Lamb-ers and children of the Southwest School danced for the
entertainment of their parents and friends. The Ballroom was crowded; the
orchestra played, and the children performed their quadrilles, the Varsov-
ienne and Duchess to perfection. They were rewarded with ice cream and
cake and loud applause.
Friday, June 9, 1944 Pleasant
The last regular dancing class of the Boy's School was held
this evening. Next week, the Graduation Ball will take place; also other
graduation activities, such as a Picnic, Tree Planting, a Banquet and the
Graduation exercises. Guests have enjoyed the weekly dancing classes and
many have made a point of dining here on Friday evening because of them.
They will be missed by guests and Inn folk through the summer vacation
Saturday, June 10, 194-4 Cloudy and Rain
The Inn folks had the pleasure this afternoon of welcoming
Mrs. Muriel DeMille Hoppin back after an absence of several months.
While Mrs. Hoppin lives in nearby Framingham, she has not been able to
come to the Inn because of transportation difficulties. This afternoon,
however, plans were made for her to rehearse with Miss Fisher for music
to be played at the graduation banquet of the Boys School. Mrs. Hoppin
always played the violin for this event. Since her marriage she has
continued the custom. Not all of the afternoon was spent in rehearsing,
however. Mrs. Hoppin talked about her new home in Framingham, her Victory
Garden, her bicycle, and members of her family; her father passed away
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|Sunday, June 11, 1944 Pleasant
The name Dennison is synonymous with crepe paper, paper tags and
paper boxes, made in the adjoining city of Framingham. Mr. Henry S. Dennison,
President, is a neighbor. Wayside Inn orchards border on Mr. Dennison' s estate.
Consequently, the Inn is sometimes favored with a visit from this distinguished
gentleman. This noon he entertained a party of four for Sunday dinner. He was
talkative and friendly and in glancing over the guest book made a remark which
brought a laugh from everyone in the room. Several Chinese had registered and
Mr. Dennison was puzzled over the Chinese characters: "I can't read these names",
he said, "but I could easily play them on a flute!"
Monday, June 12, 1944 Pleasant
Fourth graders from Sudbury visited the Inn this morning with their
teacher, Mrs. Hunt, who evidently considers it a duty for every Sudbury child
to visit the Wayside Inn. She makes a point of bringing her class every year
before the term closes. A splendid idea. Too often, literary and historic
shrines of national importance are neglected by those living nearest to them.
Tuesday, June 13, 1944- Pleasant
The thirteenth day of any month is considered unlucky, but this 13th
of June, 1944 was a lucky day for Frederick Santosuosso. He is the one boy
graduating from the Wayside Inn Boys School and tonight was honored at the
Senior Banquet. This was held in the large dining room, beautifully decorated
for the occasion and arranged with tables and chairs to seat over one hundred.
Just about that number paid their respects to the graduate. He was seated at
the head table between Mr. Sennott and Mr. Dailey, headmaster. Flanking either
side were four instructors, Mrs. Sennott, Mrs. Edwards, and members of the
Junior Class. The class will was read and reports made of the various projects
and activities of the Class of 1944.
Wednesday, June 14, 1944 Pleasant
With the announcement of the "Sicilian Circle", the Graduation
Ball of the Wayside Inn Boys School commenced its merry sojourn in the lovely,
decorated Inn ballroom tonight. Swirling pastel gows, interspersed with a few
dashing colors, lent an added air of gaiety to the scene. Eyes sparkled with
pleasure and energetic feet kept time to the graceful varsovienne, the spinning
polka and galop and the tuneful quadrilles. When the lilting strains of the
" goodnight waltz" ended, there were many sighs of reluctance as well as many
tired, but happy, people.
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Wayside Inn Boys School Senior Ball Dance urogram
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1. Sicilian Circle
5. Waltz Varsovienne
6. Singing Quadrille
7. Irish Reel
8. Rye Waltz
9- Five Step Schottische
11. Virginia Reel
Heel & Toe Polka
Lady around the Lady
EXTRAS 4> standard Quadrille
5. Waltz (Stag)
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Thursday, June 15, 1944. Cloudy
" This is your payday," said Mr. John B. Rice, speaking to
graduates of the Wayside Inn Schools in the Martha-Mary Chapel this
evening. "The pay" for four years of hard work being in the form of a
diploma, explained Mr. Rice, Superintendent of Schools in Marlboro. This
was an appealing note to the graduates, some of whom have been here eight
years j David Howe, for instance, graduated from the Redstone School four
years ago and tonight he graduated f^om the Southwest School. Parents and
friends filled the Chapel to overflowing, chairs being provided for those
who came in late. The music, as usual, played an important part in the
program, with Miss Fisher at the organ. In closing, the whole congregation,
including the three schools, rose to sing the strong words:
"Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto :■* In God is our Trust 1 ,
And the S tar-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave."
Friday, June 16, 1944 Very Warm
" Inn - er Thoughts "
During these "Liberation Days", when the battlesof World War
II are, perhaps, at their highest peak, it is hard to keep smiling. Yet
smiles do their share towards winning the war and they don't cost a centl
"If you can smile, you are helping to win the War," remarked a guest today.
The baby lambs, now down from the Smithy Barn, make a pretty
picture in the field across from the Inn.
A great thrill to hear someone say, earnestly and sincerely,
" I'd rather be here than any place I know."
Saturday, June 17, 1944 Very Warm
Another lovely wedding took place in our Martha - Mary
Chapel this afternoon, when attractive Jane Way put aside her uniform of
the Waves , for a few hours, to don a trailing white satin bridal gown.
White laurel blossomed in each window of the Chapel as Jane walked down
the aisle and later decorated the Inn dining room where a reception and
tea followed the ceremony. The bride, now Mrs. Willard Lee Norman, is a
Sudbury girl and attended our own Wayside Inn Schools.
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Sunday, JunelS, 1944
The presence of a number of fathers was noticeable today. Young
fathers in uniform and those who were addressed as grandfathers. Some ladies
whispered in our ear,"We are taking father out to dinner but he is paying the
bill:" The dining room was filled from 12:00 noon until eight o'clock in the
Monday, June 19, 1944
The picture below shows men of the Army Air Corps singing the
Air Corps song on the front steps of the Inn. A lovely Spring afternoon,
seventy-five handsome young men, and a chorus of voices blended in perfect
harmony " flying high into the sky ".
Tuesday, June 20, 1944
The father of Major Richard E. Ryan was a luncheon guest this
noon and recounted proudly the War exploits of his distinguished son. One
hundred and twenty-five missions in the African campaign is the record of
this fighter pilot, now safely back in the U. S. A. Father's name is Clarence
E. Ryan and the family home is in Worcester.
A Second Lieutenant, whose home is in Marlboro, Mass., was a
recent guest. "I'v travelled all over the United States since I left home
two years ago," he said, "but this is my first visit to the Wayside Inn." He
was spending a furlough at home.
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ednesday, June21, 1944 Mostly Rain
The large dining room was the scene this evening of an unusual
party which honored a beloved member of the Sodality of the Immaculate
Conception Church in Marlboro. The honored guest was Mrs. Hanley who has
been a member of the Sodality sixty years and President twelve years. In
recognition of her services to the organization, a lovely picture of Mrs.
Hanley, painted by a friend, was placed at one end of the room. Surrounding
it was a large frame composed of sixty roses. Underneath this was a vase
containing twelve roses to number the years of her presidency. Best of all
was the fact that over one hundred and fifty women came to pay their respects
to their fond friend and leader. A turkey dinner was served.
Thursday, June 22, 19A4- Partly Cloudy
Yesterday afternoon we were pleased to welcome Mr. and Mrs. Charles
A. O'Keefe who arrived from Detroit to stay overnight. Mrs. O'Keefe is
associated with Mr. Campsall's office and at the present time is enjoying a
two weeks vacation. They arrived in Boston last Sunday.
Hostess to Guest ;"Was everything all right?"
Guest; "Yes, everything was more than right I"
Little Girl: "Thought I'd buy a postcard here to send to Daddy
Guest: "There is an atmosphere about this place which it never
Friday, June 23, 1944 Partly Cloudy
A wooden anniversary party was arranged tonight for an elderly
couple, celebrating their Fifth Wedding Anniversary. The dinner was planned
by Mr. and Mrs. Victor E. Peppard of Maynard, Mass. The table for nine on
the porch took on a very festive air with its lovely flower - filled wooden
bowl for a centerpiece. The guests, laughingly, found their places by
scrutinizing the tiny place cards held in the arms of clothes pin dolls.
These were cleverly fashioned by a member of the party from clothes pins,
crepe paper, percale, pipe cleaners, a bit of cotton batting and the iise of
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Saturday, June 24, 1944 Rain
A rain storm nearing cloudburst proportions made this
a dreary day with few guests to enliven the scene. In the
evening however, a little ten year old brought in considerable
joy and cheer. He had bright "red" hair and wore a light grey
suit with cap to match. There was nothing bashful about this
youngster. In a flash he had picked up the old blunderbuss -
"You know they used to fire biscuits in tnis " he said. A
watchful Daddy made the correction - "You don't mean biscuits,
you mea^ bullets ". Piped the young man, "Certainly not, I mean
biscuits!" Then he ran to the Bar-room - "Is this a living-room
or is it a kitchen? I can't tell" he queried. And so on through
the house. He could be heard upstairs and down, question after
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Sunday, June 25, 1944 Cloudy-
Dark clouds hovered around a peeping sun all day. Nevertheless,
many ventured forth from their homes to partake of Sunday dinner at the
Wayside Inn. At twelve o'clock noon, a busload of Wacs arrived to be shown
through the house. They enjoyed it and afterwards came to the Bar to buy
books and postcards. "It's an experience, being here", said one of them.
"All we have in my part of the country is the old Mississippi River." She
was from St. Louis.
Monday, June 26, 1944 Partly Cloudy
Over thirty men connected with the Raytheon Manufacturing
Company filed into the large dining room this evening where a full course
dinner was served. Raytheon is one of the largest War Industrial Plants
in this vicinity. Several of the group tonight were Navy officers from
Tuesday, June 27, 1944 Very Warm
A darling little girl with blond braids, sparkling eyes and
rosy cheeks - so reminiscent of our own Mary-Lambers - came to dinner
with her mother, father, and older sister tonight. A friendly, interest-
ing group were they: the Eaton family, summering at Swampscott, Mass.
Little Alice Lee attended Green Lane Academy for two years and wished
that she lived near enough now to go to our Mary Lamb School. She was
quite thrilled with her new possession, "The Story of Mary's Little Lamb",
and clasped it tightly as she left.
Wednesday, June 28. 1944 Pleasant
The weather was not in the least suggestive of Valentine's Day,
yet the afternoon was spent in looking over some old valentines. These were
presented by Miss Marion Emerson of Worcester who will, at some future time,
publish a book on old valentines. Here is a small wreath made of hair, with
blue silk bow attached. It is carefully placed on a light blue fringed paper
on which are written these words: "Keep this for my sake and remember me".
Others are of the fancy lace paper type. Some sweetheart of a by-gone day
must have been thrilled to find this verse printed within a flowered wreath
on a tiny red card.
"Words alone cannot unfold
The love I bear for thee
For thou art more precious far
Than costly gems to me."
Hiss Emerson kindly picked these sentimental messages from her
own private collection. She chose those associated with Sudbury and vicinity.
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lursday, June 29, 1944 Very Warm
This next- to the-last day. of June was an extremely warm one, with
the thermometer reaching nearly one hundred degrees. Men guests were in shirt
sleeves, while several women carried old-fashioned fans. "I don't care if this
fan is. out of date", said one of our female guests, as she fanned herself
vigorously .Four house guestf, fresh off the train from New York, declared they
were almost at the melting point, as they entered the Bar-room.
Friday, June 30, 1944 Cooler
Every now and then, a guest will remember having seen Ole Bull.
Such v/as the case today when the musician's name was mentioned as having been
one of the characters in the "Tales of a Wayside Inn". A house guest, Mr.
George H. Pfeiffer, heard the musician play at the Academy of Music in Phila-
delphia. But Mr. Pfeiffer was only ten years old at the time and doesn't
remember much about it. This reminded another guest of a friend in Montclair,
New Jersey, who is a direct descendant of Ole Bull. The friend is studying
music in New York.
Saturday, July 1, 1944 Pleasant
In reviewing the weeks' activities, the name John H. Hyde, from
Biddeford, Maine, seems to stand out. He spent a few days here this we.^k,
working on his manuscript and has now taken it to his publishers in New York.
The book will cover the years 1870 through 1930; the period in one man's life
spent in both Africa and Russia. The Russian Revolution in 1916 is brought
into the tale. We here at the Inn do not know the title of his book but will
be anxiously awaiting its publication.
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Sunday, July 2, 1944 Pleasant
A bride in billowy white loveliness and a groom in trim white Naval
attire is the memory-picture we have of Thursday's wedding in the Martha-Mary
Chapel. It took place at seven in the evening, with about two hundred friends
and relatives of the couple in attendance. Both are well-known in this community.
Marilyn Field, the bride, formerly lived on the Wayside Inn Estate, and the groom
is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Carlton W. Ellms of South Sudbury. To further enhance
the wedding scene, were two bridesmaids and a maid of honor. Also a best man and
four ushers. A reception followed the ceremony at the home of the bride's parents,
Briardale Farm, Concord.
Monday, July 3, 1944 Very Pleasant
This holiday weekend has been made more enjoyable by the presence of
good weather and Miss 7 lizabeth Graham. Miss Graham works in Cambridge and
several times has come to the Inn for a vacation, Saturday, she brought a friend
and yesterday another friend joined them. The three will stay over Independence
Day. Incidentally, Miss Graham works for a candy company and kindly presented
the hostesses with some delicious chocolates, another contributing factor to-
wards a pleasant weekend.
Tuesday, July 4, 1944 Pleasant
No firecrackers disturbed the peace and quiet of this old Inn on Indep-
endence Day 1944* In the afternoon, however, there was a little flurry of excite-
ment caused by the arrival of a stagecoach. It happened to be a Wayside Inn Coach
returning from the parade in Sudbury, Several guests exclaimed over it and soon a dozen
dozen or more had gathered around it; among them, a returned missionary from
China. She had been around the world but had never ridden in a four-wheeled coach
made by Abbott and Dowing of Concord, N.H. She asked the driver if she could
ride. One by one they piled in- a few old ladies, some young girls and a man, Two
small boys climbed to the driver's seat and off they went - up the dusty road by
the barn and then a turn towards the Redstone School. A clatter of horses' hoofs
and the coach with its passengers peering from every window approached the front
step of the Inn. Here were the Inn folk, ready with hearty greetings and gaiety,
to help the "passengers" out. The horses were sweaty and the coachman's face a bright
red. A by-gone day had returned.
Wednesday, July 5, 1944 Very Pleasant
A tired looking family, dressed in summar gardening clothes, came in
late this afternoon for dinner. "Yes, we've been working in the garden," said
Father. Then he went on to explain that "Brad", the eight year old member of the
family, drives their Ford-Ferguson Tractor. He shifts gears, drives it in and
out of the barn and finds it very easy to operate. Brad started running the
tractor a year ago when he was only seven.
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Thursday, J *ly 6, 19U Very Warm
A British flyer, one time guest at the Inn, wrote a friendly
letter received today. "Have you ever considered how lucky you are", he
asks, "to live where you do or do you just take it for granted? '-The beauty
of the Wayside Inn is that it can afford to give the world the go-bye."
Sgt, Gaunt ends by saying, "I shall have to close, as I am flying tonight
and its usually quite a scuffle."
Friday, July 7, 1944 Warm
He pulled an old half -dime out of his pocket. Exactly half a
dime in size, the coin was dated I884.
She was dressed in a cotton pinafore, same cut, same material
as that worn by her mother. The dress was pink, like her cheeks. She
looked like a china doll.
Saturday, July 8, 1944 Very Warm
The house is a color scheme of pink and white. Pink and white
cosmos from our own cut-flower garden have put in their annual appearance
and are used for decoration in the dining room. In the front of the house,
several bowls have been filled with pink roses from the Bowker's garden;
various shades of pink, and occasionally, a deep red rose of velvety
texture. These good friends, Mr. and Mrs. Bowker, were here again tonight,
bringing a basket full of lovely roses for our pleasure and for the
pleasure of the guests. Much admired are the little "Tom Thumb" and
"Pixie" roses, which stand up straight in their tiny bottles on the shelf
behind the Bar. Many guests ask, "Are they real?" Sometimes, the color
and beauty of our flowers overshadow interest in the Inn itself.
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Sunday, July 9, 1944 Very Warm
After preaching to a large congregation this morning at Tremont
Temple, Dr. Walter D. Kallenbach drove here with friends for Sunday dinner.
He is totally blind, yet entered with a firm, sure step and head held high;
an inspiration to all the "seeing" eyes around him. Best known as the Blind
Evangelist, Dr. Kallenbach has also made a name for himself, since becoming
blind, as a musician and author. And he is a connoisseur of roses, being
National Counselor at Large for the American Rose Society. He told of being
in Detroit and of his interest in what Mr. Ford is doing for blind employees.
Friends and hostesses helped Dr. Kallenbach enjoy his visit and were pleased
when he suggested reading the "'-L'ales of a Wayside Inn" in Braille.
Monday, July 10, 1944 Very TVarm
Evening dinner guests at the Inn tonight enjoyed their dinners
more than usual, we expect, for were they not safe for av&le from Nature's
barbarous display just outside their comfortable quarters" on the porch?
While giants played "ten-pins" in the sky and stabbed viciously at the
clouds with pitchforks of flame to make them flood the earth and its people
below, Inn-mates were safe and dry. What beautiful, yet terrifying, splendor
Nature produces in a thunderstorm! What a lovely, fresh, wet-washed world
she leaves in its wakel
Tuesday, July 11, 1944 Very Warm
Lieutenant from Los Angeles. California
"Yes, I like New England very much. At least the weather isn't
monotonous like it is in California ( pleasant all the time, of course!)."
Lieutenant from Detroit, Michigan
"That chicken was good - which goes to prove that the way to a
man's heart is still through his stomach. That is not an old-fashioned
or an exploded theory."
Lieutenant from Atlanta, Georgia
"Last time I came to the Inn was in 1938, when I copied the verse
from"Keramos" on the Longfellow jug. I liked it because I'm a ceramic
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Wednesday, July 12, 1944 Very Warm
The weather is anything but suggestive of a fire on the hearth. Or
does it suggest one by its terrific heat? Anyway, the mail today brought
this poem which has its appeal even in midsummer.
The Old-Time Fire
Talk about yer buildin's
That's het up by steam
Give me the old oak fire
Where the old folks used to dream;
The rickety dog-irons,
One-sided as could be;
The ashes banked with 'taters
That was roastin' there for me;
The dog on one side, drowsin' ,
, Or barkin 1 nigh the door;
The kitten cut tin 1 capers
With the knittin' on the floor.
An' me, a little tow-head,
By mammy's side at night,
With both my cheeks a-burnin'
From the red flames leapin' bright.
These steam-het buildin's make me
Jest weary fer the blaze
That was a heap more comfortable
In my childhood's nights and days.
An' I'd give the finest heater
In the buildin's het by steam
Fer the old-time chimbley corner
Where the old folks used to dream!
Frank L. Stanton
Thursday, July 13, 1944 Very Warm
Many things and many people will contribute towards making post-war
America internationally minded. Already this fact is noticeable among our
guests. Boys returning from foreign parts teiK enthusiastically about the
natives on remote Pacific Islands or of friends they have made in Capetown,
South Africa. Today, an American Army Officer spotted the large Chinese punch
bowl in the dining room. He examined the Chinese characters on it, then
translated easily." A friendly person, one who is amiable and kindly towards
all." Now, our beautiful old punch bowl has become a symbol of international
goodwill and friendship.
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Friday, July 14, 1944- Warm
The death of Colonel Theodore Roosevelt has sent us searching for
his signature and the date he visited the Inn. He is registered in the Special
Guest Book this way:
Theodore Roosevelt, Col. 26th Inf.
Sept. 6, 1941
At that time, Colonel Roosevelt was stationed at Fort Devens, Mass.,
and dropped in here for dinner; a very friendly, democratic gentleman. The
Boston Herald, in an editorial, says that those who knew him will read
sympathetically the words of his commanding General; "The most gallant soldier,
officer and gentleman I ever knew."
Saturday, July 15, 1944- Pleasant
Sojourning in Sudbury this summer is Mrs. Enrico Caruso, widow of
the singer. She came for dinner this evening with friends and is most
attractive; young looking, with blond hair, and she talks freely about her
life and family. Gloria, now 23 years old, has married recently and to an
American - which, evidently, pleases her mother. Mrs. Caruso is, of course,
a refugee from Italy and with her is Mrs. Margaret Anderson, concert pianist
and writer, also a refugee. Both expect to frequent the Inn during their stay
with friends in this small New England town. They expressed pleasure in the
atmosphere of the Inn with its antique furnishings and literary association.
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Sunday July 16, 194-4 Pleasant
Seventeenth century lighting devices have their appeal; Betty lamp:,
rush holders and pewter candlesticks. The picture of Abraham Lincoln comes to
mind with the flickering flame from the hearth shedding light upon his open
book. Today, another kind of artificial light, used in an early time, was
described. A gentleman told of a large copper ball which was kept highly
polished in his great grandmother's house. The ball spread light all around
the room and was used on long winter evenings when darkness encompassed the
farm houses in Queen's County, Nova Scotia. The guest recalled his fascinatior.
for the shining ball when, as a boy, he visited his maternal ancestor's home.
Monday, July 17, 1944 Pleasant
Thirty ladies from the Women's Relief Corps in Scituate, Mass. were
here for a day's outing and at noontime gathered on the porch for luncheon.
In the afternoon, several played cards, while others walked to the Mill, Chapel,
and Schoolhouse. A few sat under the trees on the lawn. Y/hen four o'clock
came, they asked for a refreshing drink of ice water and prepared themselves
for the ride home in a chartered bus. This was not their first visit. Other
good times at the Inn were recalled and talked about in a sentimental way.
Tuesday, July 13, 194-4- Pleasant
Guests have registered recently from the following foreign soil.
Canada, Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, England, New Zealand, New Brunswick, China,
Japan, Hawaii, Domican Republic, British West Indies, South America, Denmark,
Norway and Mexico.
To add to this list, representatives of forty-one of our forty-
eight states have visited the Inn this summer so far.
Wednesday, July 19, 194.4- easant
Other Bowkers in Worcester are Mr. and Mrs. Harold S. Bowker, who
come to the Inn less frequently than Mr. and Mrs. Charles W. Bowker, but who
are, nevertheless, very fond of the Inn. They have a family of four boys,
three of whom are in the service. . Tonight, the proud parents told about
son Gordon, who has recently received the Purple Heart decoration. Gordon is
a devotee of the Inn and it is pleasant to know of his heroism and of his
rapid rise to the top. He is now attached to General Nimitz's Staff. A picture,
produced from his mother's pocketbook, shows Gordon as a mature, handsome,
young man, with an expression of earnest determination upon his face.
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Thursday, July 20, 1944- Pleasant
Rehearsals are going forward every day for the radio program to be
broadcast from the Martha-Mary Chapel starting f.ugust 13th. Mr. Theodore Toll
from the Blue Network and Mr. W.A.Robinson from Pontiac, Michigan and Mr. C.
Frazzini from Dearborn, Michigan are here to plan the announcing and technical
details. They have made several favorable comments regarding the songs and
recitations to be given by our children. It is hoped that the Wayside Inn
program will carry on the fine example set by the children in the Dearborn
and Georgia schools. Many guests express their enjoyment of this Sunday evening
Friday, July 21,1944. Pleasant
For the past four months, the Wayside Inn folk have been looking
forward to the Crosby wedding. It is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at five
o'clock in the Martha-Mary Chapel. Today, the John U. Crosby family arrived
from Milwaukee. The bride-to-be, Marthann, is a direct lineal descendant of
the Howe family. It was her grandmother's wish that she be married at the
famous old Howe Tavern in Sudbury. Father Crosby wrote a letter and arrangements
were made for the whole bridal party to be accommodated here. Also arriving
from New York today, was the groom, Lt. William Schneider, Jr., and his family.
The party numbers eight so far. Tomorrow, more will come and a dinner for
eighteen is planned to follow the wedding ceremony.
Saturday, July 22, 1944. Pleasant
A local florist and cakemaker were called upon hastily to do their
share towards making the Crosby wedding a success. The weather man smiled,
and a nearby clergyman donned his robe. Miss Fisher was at the organ in the
Chapel promptly at five o'clock. The Chapel bell resounded over the hills and
vales of the Inn estate, as the bride entered, gowned in white with a short train.
A veil flowed becomingly from her dark hair. The groom was slightly taller
than his bride and very straight, being an officer in the Signal Corps.
Adelaide Crosby was her sister's maid of honor and looked very beautiful as her
father gave his older daughter away. Both mothers looked beautiful too. The
only regret to slightly mar the occasion was the fact that grandmother Crosby
could not be present. It was she who had cherished the drelfiimof having her
granddaughter married here. "She is with us in spirit, even if she is way back
home in Milwaukee", said Mr. Crosby, as he glanced at the dainty place cards
made for the wedding dinner by the absent grandmother. And there were other
absentee guests as the party assembled around the long table ; friends of the
bride who were unable to make the long trip from Wisconsin and buddies of the
groom stationed at his post in Tampa, Florida. They, too, were here in spirit
to congratulate the happy couple, as were several Howe ancestors - Samuel,
David, Ezekiel and Lyman.
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Sunday, July 23, 1944- Very pleasant
A tall basket filled with white lilies and
long stemmed gladiolas told the story of yesterday's
wedding to many of the guests who, today, walked into
the old Parlor. The basket was brought from the Chapel
shortly after the ceremony and placed in front of the
Parlor fireplace and under the Howe coat-of -arms . All
day it has been a reminder that one of the "Howes" was
married in the MarthaMary Chapel of the Wayside Inn.
Lyman Howe smiled upon it from his gilt frame on the
wall and Mr. Longfellow, across the room, bestowed his
blessing with kindly expression on his pictured face.
Memories of the lovely bride, who came all the way
from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, lingered as her parents
Mr. and Mrs. J,o~hn U. Crosby, prepared to leave. They
carried with them a few white stalks from the flower
Monday, July 24, 1944 Pleasant
An English gentleman was so charmed with the
Inn upon his arrival for dinner last evening that he
decided to stay overnight. "I already have a room
reserved for me in Boston and one in New York, but I
cannot resist the temptation of staying here for just one
night" he said. Other house guests and hostesses
enjoyed the cultured English accent of this alert little
gentleman. Also his enthusiasm for things old and
traditional in America. He was especially pleased with
the Mary Lamb School house and walked over to see it
before returning to his hotel in Boston.
Tuesday, July 25, 1944 Partly cloudy
A luncheon guest contributed today's item for
the Diary. He was a 'teen aged boy who is definitely
a hero worshipper. The hero being the boy's father who
has just returned safely from a secret mission in the South
Pacific War area. The words came fast as the boy recounted
his father's story; "He was tossed into a stormy, raging
sea. He clung to a rope so long that it cut his hands and
they bled. He thought surely the sharks would get him, but
added thefe- boy hurrialy, " my father said he had done his work
well and he had made his Will the way he wanted it so he was
willing to go". This noble . thought and the boy's pride in
telling it certainly deserve a place in this historic journal.
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Wednesday, July 26, 1944 Pleasant
Did you ever live or visit in a fascinating foreign
country? Tonight, dinner guests, Mr. and Mrs. John Wilson
gave a glowing account of the years they had lived and worked
abroad. They spent three years in a little seaport town on
the Red Sea in South Africa. Life in Africa, at least in the
white colonies, is inclined to be a social one, since house-
wives there are able to hire natives to work very cheaply.
Thus the wives have many leisure hours. Mrs. Wilson pointed
out, however, that this easy life leads one to become rather
lazy and unprepared for the hurry and bustle of "work-day"
America. One of the Wilson's daughters was born there in the
little town and hope& to go back sometime - "but just for a
visit" - she added hastily.
Thursday, July 27, 1944 Pleasant
See next page -
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Thursday, July 27, 19U
Fourth of July Parade, Sudbury
Old Jim hitched to the Irish Cart
Little Ralphie Sennott atop the stagecoach
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Friday, July 28, 1944 Partly cloudy
Dropping in recently to say Hello 1 :
Miss Marian Emerson from Worcester, still gathering
material for articles *he will write in the near
future about the Inn.
Mrs. Gross who lives in the Italian villa on the
Framingham Road. She is entertaining her relatives
(and our house-guests), Mrs. J. R. Murnan, Mrs.
Charming Richards and Charming Junior from Washington,
Mr. and Mrs. John U. Crosby who are still in this
vicinity visiting friends. They expressed appreciation
again for the lovely setting which the Inn provided
for their daughter's wedding.
Mr. Albert Haynes, dancing master, who is spending the
Summer months as Recreational Director in a War
Saturday, July 29, 1944 Pleasant
Another small wedding took place in the Martha-Mary
Chapel at 7 o'clock this evening when Miss Marjorie Emerson
became the bride of Ensign S. Douglas Leighton. Only ten
guests were present, they being the Immediate relatives of
the couple. Following the ceremony a steak dinner was
served on the dining porch of the Inn, the minister and his
wife, Rev. and Mrs. Knight of Framingham Center, and the
bride and groom making a party of fourteen guests. Before
leaving the wedding cake was cut and names of the happy
coupe were inscribed in our Wedding register book.
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Sunday, July 30, 1944 Pleasant
"I have just eaten the best Sunday morning Breakfast
in America!" exclaimed Mr. Robert F. Duncan, house-guest, as
he emerged from the dining room early this morning. It is good;
a choice of fruit, cereal, fresh eggs, bacon, ham, toast,
muffins, pancakes, coffee. Mr. Hooker from Framingham very often
drops in for Sunday morning breakfast. In his opinion, Breakfast
is the best meal served here. This is just between ourselves,
of course. The slogan, however, would certainly be a good one for
advertising purposes - "The best Sunday morning Breakfast in America I"
Mohday, July 31, 1944 Pleasant
A romantic looking old envelope with faded blue stamp
and confining a lace paper valentine has come today as a gift for
Mr. Ford's birthday. The giver is Miss Marian Emerson who will
someday publish a book on "Old Valentines". On the reverse side of
the Valentine are the embossed initials N. E. V. Co., meaning
New England Village Company. This was the second company in America
to make these sentimental little missives. The company was owned
and operated by Job Taft and the valentines were made inhis house
near the railroad station. New England Village fifty years ago
changed its name to Grafton (Massachusetts). Job Taft was a typical
Yankee and related to Caleb Taft of blacksmith fame. Caleb's shop
is preserved in the Edison Museum. Thus the valentine has several
interesting associations .
Tuesday, August 1, 1944 Very warm
Arriving yesterday were Mr. and Mrs. John W. Thompson
from Dearborn who will stay a week or more. They are quiet and un-
assuming people and have expressed a genuine interest in things old
and his toric. A trip to Concord is on their schedule besides a
thorough tour of the Inn.
Wednesday, August 2, 1944 Very warm
Wearing apparel - Summer 1944
Flowers and bows instead of hats
Neckties with lambs that gambol on them
Men's hats with bright red bands
Sheer black stockings (one pair)
Geese flying on a cotton dress
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Thursday, August 3, 1944 Very warm
A Birthday celebration for Mrs. Enrico Caruso began
today when daughters Gloria and Jacqueline arrived from flew York.
Also here to celebrate is Mrs. Margaret Anderson, former com-
panion to Mrs. JJaeterlink. The party of four will stay in the
Garden and ^erusa rooms until Monday. Large and small boxes
beautifully done up in blue and sliver wrappings have been carried
to the rooms and plans have been made for an enjoyable get-together
with "the children" as Mrs. Caruso fondly terms her grown-up girls.
Friday, August 4, 1944 Very warm
Can after can of zenias, cosmos, scabiosa and salpiglossis
have come in from the garden to be arranged in pewter bowls,
pottery jugs and glass, vases. Miss Fisher has charge of this op-
eration and receives many compliments from the guests as to her
artistic ability. Perhaps the word "operation" is not exactly
fitting, but certainly the filling of the recepticles and removing
the old flowers is quite laborious. The results, however, seem
well worth the effort. This week there is an abundance of pink ;
all shades of rose, pink and lavender are used in picturesque
bouquets. One is tempted to use paint and brushes.
Saturday, August 5, 1944 Very Warm
A lovely bride in a cool- looking sheer whits gown and
long misty veil graced the Inn grounds today. Surrounded by her
three pretty auburn-haired bridesmaids, unusually gowned in white,
too, with accents of pale blue in the head-dresses and old-fashioned
nosegay bouquets, she was the center of many admiring glances from
friends and relatives. After the bridal group had laughingly posed
for the camera enthusiasts, the party of over one hundred guests
adjourned to the Ballroom where a reception was held. Later, they
filed into the Large Dining Room where a five-tiered wedding cake -
the most elaborate one the Inn has ever seen - made a perfect
centerpiece for the bridal table and a perfect setting for Ruth Fahey,
the bride, of Waltham, and Arthur Jones, the groom, of the United
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Sunday, August 6, 1944 Pleasant
Many suggestions have been made regarding the
preservation of the Wayside Inn; it might someday be
moved to Greenfield Village. Not yet, however, has any-
one suggested that the Inn be moved to Siberia! But
Siberia may, in the not too distant future, become the
last resting place for all historic relics. There, deep
underground, where the soil is perpetually frozen, animals
and later humans have been found in a perfect state of
preservation. Everything buried in the frozen crust has
been wonderfully kept, eventhe fibers of wood have not
deteriorated. A Russian scientist Professor M. Sumorin
proposes to build an underground museum in Siberia and con-
tends that thousands of feears hence, a sample of domestic
life in the twentieth century can be fully pictured;
furniture and furnishings, garments, animals and manuscripts,
The frozen earth varies from three and a half to 1, 312 feet
deep. Will our- dear old Inn eventually be buried?
Monday, August 7, 194-4- Cloudy
A remarkable memory displayed itself today as a
guest, who had not been here for twenty years, asked about
certain chairs and tables - "I remember a chair here", she
said, "and didn't you have a table there?" In fact, she
remembered almost every piece of furniture in every room!
She spoke of the Inn during Mr. Lemon's ownership and called
his arrangement of furniture a "hodge-podge". "I like to
find things in the same places" remarked this bright little
woman. Her home is in South Dakota and a trip to New England,
if made only once in twenty years is, we should say, a very
Tuesday, August 3, 1944 Pleasant
A Captain and a Colonel breezed into the Bar-room
recently and asked for the Parson of Woburn. "Is this where
he worked and is this where the wounded were brought in?"
Somewhere these two Medical Corps men had read of a country
parson who, at the time of the Revolutionary War, had admin-
istered medical aid to the sick and wounded at a Sudbury
tavern. "Yes, and he married a couple here at the same time"
they said. Unfortunately neither one could remember where
he had read such a story, but both declared it to be true and
insisted that the Wayside Inn was famous for its "Parson of
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Wednesday, August 9, 1944 Pleasant
A farewell gesture, very pleasing to the hostesses,
was made today by Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Thompson of Dearborn.
After a stay of ten days they presented each hostess with a
box of candy.
Thursday, August 10, 1944 Pleasant
Another Dearborn arrival today; Mr. Earl Tank who
will help direct the Martha-Mary Chapel program to be heard
on the Blue Network radio broadcast next Sunday evening.
Rehearsels for the broadcast are being held daily and invi-
tations have gone out to friends and neighbors. It is hoped
that the Chapel will be filled for the first and three
succeeding Sunday evenings.
Friday, August 11, 1944 Pleasant
"This is to certify that I Ephraim Smith have re-
ceived of Jacob Reeves one of the Selectmen of Sudbury a gun
and bayonet " - so reads the promise signed on April 17, 1775
which hangs in the Bar-room. A guest became interested and
has sent in a brief biography of Jacob Reeve which appears in
a pamphlet containing historical sketches of Wayland. From
this we learn that Jacob Reeves was of "Reeves Tavern" which
stood on Reeves Hill. Here the farmers from Framingham, South-
boro, Hopkinton and even from more westerly parts of the state
were wont to rest and relax on their way with produce for the
Boston market. "Squire Jake" was an Innkeeper who, the account
says, often felt obliged to shake his head not in anger, but
in sorrow when a glass too much was called for. Thanks to
Mr. Thomas Adams this information adds considerable interest to
our Historical file.
Saturday, August 12, 1944- Pleasant, very warm
HIGH LIGHTS OF THE WEEK
Mr. and Mrs. Frank B. Nay and two friends drove down
from Exeter, New Hampshire to have dinner here last Tuesday.
Mr. Nay is Clerk of the Probate Court in Exeter and drives a
beautiful green Lincoln Zeypher.
Monday last a Birthday part,> "iuen in honor of a
Mr. Ellis of Waltham, Mass. Nineteen fr:. 1 ng
"Happy 3irthdayto you" as they adjourned from a long, festive
looking table in the old Dining room.
A visit from Jerry Wood, Wayside Inn Boys School '..
now a Corporal in the Army Air Corps. To be specific, Jerry
s Ball turret gunner.
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Sunday, August 13, 1944
On this very warm mid-summer evening, activity
was centered at the lovely Martha-Mary Chapel. Fifteen
minutes before eight o'clock about two hundred guests were
seated in the main auditorium of the building to hear
children of the Wayside Inn schools "go on the air". When
the signal was given at eight o'clock, the chorus started
with the Doxology. Then followed "Come Thou Almighty King"
Several recitations were given including "Mary Had a Little
Lamb". Promptly at eight-fifteen, the program ended; the
announcer saying with his best radio voice, "This is the Blue
Network". The programs which will be continued for the next
three Sundays, are under the general heading "Greenfield Chorus"
and are presented by Mr. and Mrs. Ford to a national radio
Wayside Inn Ochools
Ijliapel uervice Broadcast
Ooutli ouabury, rlassacnusetts
Sunday, August 13, 1944 - 8.00 P. M.
]Vj U < \ ALL SUEITS MUST BE SEATED BY 7.45 P. M.
Monday, August 14, 1944
Stopping here for a short time yesterday was
Mr. William A. Wolf of Lancaster, Pennsylvania and of "Who's
Who" which says that Mr. Wolf is a musical director and founder
of the Wolf Institute of Music. He is also an editor and
critic and studied music in Dresden, Berling and Leipzig. Mr .
Wolf was here too and incidentally the couple were celebrating
their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
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Tuesday, August 15, 1944 Very warm
Another distinguished visitor, also a musician, was
a member of Miss Emerson's luncheon party today. She was
Dr. Stella Owsley, Editor of the "Southwestern Musician" and
teacher of music at the Texas State College for Women. Dr.
Owsley was appreciative of the Longfellow spinet and exclaimed
over tis beauty as a piece of furniture as well as its value
as an old musical instrument. Others in the group were well
known musicians and writers from Worcester, but attention was
focused on Dr. Owsley who was the guest of honor.
Wednesday, August 16, 194-4 Very warm
Small boy clutching his father's hand as he entered:
"Are we going to see Mr. Ford, Daddy?"
Tiny, pig tailed child of three reciting her name and
address, but not remembering her age.
Blond little nnouncing, as she arrived with
mother ar other ( much inte -
in the Inn fjirnishings) ,
" I came to J her Iambi"
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Thursday, August 17, 1944 Very warm
A new edition of Longfellow' s poems has come to our
attention, published in 194-3 by the Heritage Press and edited
and selected by Louis Untermeyer. It is beautifully printed and
strikingly illustrated with wood- engravings by Boyd Hanna. The
Editor's introduction states that - "Longfellow, at his best,
is a poet close "the heart of America, entitled to its affection
and worthy of its pride. Stories flowed from him as from a
New England mountain spring, musically, inexhaustibly. His
ballads, made of rugged homespun, have outworn smarter fashions.
His lyrics never fail to communicate a twilight peace; the mood
of dusk deepening into darkness, the congenial lamp, the com —
forting book, the children's hour, the hour for the hearth and
"the humbler poet".
Friday, August 18, 1944- Cooler
What part can an old Inn play in a great War? Some
say it is just an old building standing by the side of the road.
One answer to the question came today when a lonely mother arrived.
Many times she recalled her sailor son, now overseas. "He came
here when a little boy" she said, "and he always loved the place".
She spoke as if he had gone away for ever and perhaps he has - -
His last letter was dated May 14 th Mother's Day. "I've cried
until I can't cry any more" confided our guest who, today, was very
brave indeed. Thus the Inn, standing here for over two hundred and
fifty years serves its War, as well as peace-time purpose. It is
a refuge and shelter for the lonely in spirit and the brave of
heart. Just another old house by the side of the road? Milton's
lines come to mind:
"They also serve who only stand and
Saturday, August 19, 1944- Cooler
Mrs. R. E. Strong of Hopkinton, Mass. was pleasantly
surprised this afternoon when she discovered that her own house
in Hopkinton was built by John Howe, a son of Samuel who built the
Wayside Inn. Mrs. Strong knew that her's was a Howe house. It was
built in the early part of the 18th century and by someone related
to the Wayside Inn family. The Howe geneology, from the shelves
of our library, supplied the information that Mrs. Strong's Howe
was John and that he lived in Hopkinton.
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Sunday, August 20, 1944
This is the time of year for Summer tourists.
This August Sunday was reminiscent of pre-War days. The
register listed many out-of-state guests, large groups
were conducted through the Inn and the admission column
on the Daily Summary card was black with "admissions paid"
A cross section of the country was represented by the
following list of places:
Red Bank, New Jersey
Charlotte, North Carolina
Lockport, New York
Pascoag, Rhode Island
Monday, August 21, 1944-
Jones, McDuffie and Stratton have been china
dealers in Boston for years and years. Here New Englanders
have stocked their cupboards ith fine domestic as well as
imported china. The firm has often commissioned English
and European china makers with special orders. Mr. John Conley,
guest today, told of spending his time, since 1887, in this
particular department. He explained a special order made by
Wedgwood. It was for three or four thousand tiles on which a
scene of the Wayside Inn appeared. The tiles were made in
several different colors, green and blue in particular, and the
picture was made from a copper plate engraving. Undoubtedly
many of these tiles are hidden away in over-flowing china closets,
Mr. Conley promised to investigate some of the old shelves at
Jones, McDuffie and Stratton to see if he could find one of the
tiles for the Wayside Inn collection.
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Tuesday, August 22, 1944 Pleasant
A quiet wedding took place in the Martha-Mary
Chapel at four o'clock this afternoon when Miss Eloise L.
Roberts of Farmington, New Hampshire became the bride of
Mr. Alfred M. Braga of Hudson, Mass. Miss Fisher played the
organ as the couple were joined in marriage. After the
ceremony afternoon tea was served on the dining porch to
Wednesday, August 23, 1944 Pleasant
It is gratifying to have a letter from Mr. John
Crosby of Milwaukee stating that the marriage of his daughter
Marthann which occurred at the Martha Mary Chapel in July was
a delightful event in every particular. It will be remembered
that the wedding was planned here because of the fact that
the bride was a direct descendant of the Howe family. Mr.
Crosby is very flattering in his letter regarding the way in
which details of the wedding were handled. He compliments
the entire Inn staff for the courteous treatment given his party,
Thursday, August 24, 1944 Pleasant
A recent visitor in the uniform of a second lieuten-
ant turned out to be John McNeill, actor. Not an actor of any
importance, he said, but a member of a stock company which
played at a Summer theatre in New England several summers ago.
At that time Mr. Mc Neill visited the Inn and this week while
recuperating from an arm wound, wanted to bring his wife to see
the place which he had remembered so pleasantly. His wife is a
western girl and Mr. McNeill, previous to being in the Army,
made his home in Hollywood. He played in the movies, minor parts,
and one summer was associated with Orson Welles. When he returns
to civilian life, Mr. Mc Neill expects to continue his stage
Friday, August 25, 1944 Pleasant
Once in a very great while the Inn-ers hold a party
among themselves; not large, elaborate parties, but small, in-
formal get -togethers wh> ch usually take place at unexpected and
unplanned- for times; times in-between guests and telephone calls.
Such a little gaiety happened this morning when someone arrived
with three bananas. Bananas being scarce, the occasion called
for a party. Agnes built a fire in the dining room fireplace and
gathered in front of it were three of us; each with a banana and
a little fun and laughter to go with it.
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Saturday, August 26, 194-4 Cold
Huddled in a corner of the Bar-room after Luncheon
today were four people, all speaking a foreign language. It
was Portugese. But in broken English they identified themselves,
Mr. and Mrs. Ruy T. Guerra are making their home in Boston
while Mr. Guerra serves as Portugese Consul General there and
Mr. and Mrs. A. C. B. Pinto, he a doctor of medicine studying
at the Massachusetts General Hospital. All were enthusiastic
about the Inn and asked for a quotation from the "Tales" to be
written in the books they purchased as souveniers.
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Sunday, August 27, 1944 Pleasant
Little footsteps came running up the walk followed
by fond parents. At the doorstep, the child stopped. She
suddenly bent to the ground. "Where is my penny?" she asked.
Mother looked at father and father looked at mother. Sunday
guests paused. Could it be possible that this tiny three-year-
old had remembered? Yes, she had dropped a penny at the Wayside
Inn two weeks ago. "Where is my penny?" the baby voice queried.
To this young guest, the Wayside Inn didn't mean an old hou ,
a dish of ice cream or even Mary's lamb. It suggested only a
long, lost penny.
Monday, August 28, 1944 Partly Cloudy
Mr. Longfellow, tying together a bundle of books,
was the word-picture of the poet given today by a guest, Mr.
Frank Carney. Mr. Carney recalled his boyhood days in Cambridge
where he saw uongfellow on several occasions. Once he was sent
to Craigie House to pick up some books for the Harvard Library.
The boy found the famous gentleman on his knees, trying to make
a neat package of the books. "I guess I'm making a poor job of
this", he said, as his fingers fumbled with the string. The
boy offered assistance which was accepted, and a word ofapprecia-
tion given for a menial task well done. Mr. Carney also told
of being entertained at Craigie House some years later when
Miss Alice Longfellow was hostess to the Harvard Memorial
Society. It was a winter day and "grave Alice" invited her
guests to draw their chairs near the fireplace. Standing in
front of it, she read to them a history of the large frame
house, which was her life-long home. It was also the Revolu-
tionery headquarters of General Washington.
Tuesday, August 29, 1944 Pleasant
Two girls .from Worcester spending the night. They
boarded their bikes early in the morning and headed for hona.
They feared a threatening shower.
Mother and Father and teen-aged daughter wheeled
to the Inn from Melrose, Mass.
Miss Marion D. Seifert from Rockville, Connecticut,
here a year ago on her bicycle enroute to New Hampshire. This
year making the trip by automobile.
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Wednesday, August 30, 1944 Pleasant
Recalling the music of Ole Bull and the lovely
Norwegian country from which he came, a guest today, Mr. Cap
Waller, former member of the Wisconsin Legislature, asked if
he could see and touch the violin once owned by the great
musician. No sooner was the wish granted than strains of music
were heard. The guest played one of Ole Bull's own composi-
tions, a Norwegian song. Then, as he carefully laid the instru-
ment back in its mahogany case, Mr. Waller told about his grand-
father who once heard Ole Bull himself play. His grandfather
had travelled to Norway and there, in Christianson, he was
privileged to hear Longfellow's friend and last-named character
in the "Tales of a Wayside Inn".
"~ast the Musician, as he stood
Illumined by that fire of wood;
Fair-haired, blue-eyed, his aspect blithe,
His figure tall and straight and lithe,
And every feature of his face
Revealing his Norwegian race;
A radiance streaming from within;
Around his eyes and forehead beamed,
The Angel with the violin
tainted by Raphael he seemed."
Mr. Waller, from Black River Falls, Wisconsin, is
not only a musician, but a poet. He left his own little "Tale
of a Wayside Inn" in poetry form —
"Waysidelnn, I am glad I am here.
I have dined, and I sure am full,
In the spirits of Longfellow and Revere,
And his good friend "Ole Bull"."
Thursday, August 31, 1944- Very Pleasant
A surprise gift was received today from a fre-
quent guest, Mrs. William Alien Knight. She sent, by mail,
from Framingham, her husband's latest book called "A ^ovely Find".
The book is a small one like "The Song of Our Syrian Gusst"
and it is similar too in its religious theme. Both describe
and explain certain Bible passages; "The Song of Our Syrian
Guest" is an interpretation of the Twenty-Third Psalm, while
this new book defines the word "manger", so familiar in the
story of the Christ Child's Birth. Mr. Knight discloses a
meaning to the word, long overlooked; he chanced upon it in
a shepherd's cave house in the ancient town of Bethlehem.
There, he saw a real manger; a smooth hollow in the wall and
in the very room where cows and chickens ->rere kept. The Christ-
Child, then, according to the old Bethlehem tradition, was not
born in a cold stable, but probably in the warmth of a "manger"
in a lowly shepherd's home.
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Friday, September 1, 194A Cloudy
Overheari by hostesses as guests signed the
Little old lady; "Used to come here on picnics
as a little girl"
Soldier, recently returned from South Pacific:
"Maybe I'll be back again some day to see this signature.
Soldier Friend: "Mac-Arthur says we'll all be
Saturday, September 2, 194-4- Very Pleasant
Distinguished Vi . Rit.nr.q - This WppV
Letitia Lestina, Anthropo-geographer, one of the
few people in the World who merits this title. She was born
in this country, educated in England and works now at Yale
University. Expects to do more research work in South America
and will return to England after the War.
Dr. J. Gie, Ambassador to Washington from South
Africa, accompanied by Mr. C.W. van der Merwe, who teaches
at New York University. Both spoke with strong British accent.
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Sunday, September 3, 1944 Pleasant
Two graduates of the Wayside Inn Boy's School met
in the Bar-room this afternoon and talked over plans for a
gala re-union after the War. These two boys are physically
exempt from military service, but both are doing a noble work
in corresponding with their school mates. Both carried long
lists of names and addresses and compared them. Strange
though, these boys had never met before. One of them Charles
Pembroke was in the first class to be graduated from the school
while William Cash graduated ten years later. The School
should be proud of them. Charles is a successful hair-dresser
in Detroit while Bill is making his way, and not slowly, in
newspaper work. He works on the Boston Globe. Leave it to
them to carry plans through for a post-war re-union.
Monday, September 4, 1944 Pleasant
The last of four Sunday broadcasts from the Martha-
Mary Chapel at Wayside Inn was heard last evening with a record
breaking crowd in attendance. Among those entertained at the
broadcast by Mr. and Mrs. Sennott were Mr. and Mrs. Kopecki
and two children; Mrs. Kopecki being Mr. Frank Campsall's
daughter. Later the party spent considerable time looking through
Tuesday, September 5, 1944. Pleasant
The Inn seemed especially quiet this morning. It always
does after a holiday. A few guests stayed overnight and lingered
on - seeming loath to end their vacations. But Labor Day does end
the Summer season, unofficially. Cottages at the sea-shore are
closed and children return to school. New Englander's prepare for
Winter weather and Winter occupations. The Inn folk too, plan for
colder weather. Sweaters appear and coats, felt hats and gloves.
Extra blankets are provided for overnight guests and fireplaces are
lighted. Guests are not so numerous and once more the Inn is as
the poet found it -
"A place of slumber and of dreams"
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Wednesday, September 6, 1944 Pleasant
Speaking of Winter occupations. Putting together a
jig-saw puzzle is a good one. Today a puzzle came through the
mail from Miss Mildred W. Howe of Leominster, Mass. It is a
picture of the Wayside Inn. Miss Howe found the puzzle in a
Five and Ten Cent store and says that the finished product is
an interesting study of the Inn. This is something to look for-
ward to when winter winds howl 'round the "chimneys huge and
tiled and tall".
Thursday, September 7, 1944 Pleasant
Tonight a happy little family reunion took place.
Daddy had just returned from several months absence; Mother and
small son thought the occasion called for a party. To young
junior the Wayside Inn was certainly the place for it. He and
mother had pretended to be at the Inn many times while daddy
was away. It seems that whenever the boy wanted a party, mother
would put candles on the dining table and supper was eaten under
the illusion that it was being served at the Wayside Inn. This
was son's idea of a very good time and a very special occasion.
Therefore Wayside Inn was the place to eat when Daddy came
Friday, September 3, 1944 Pleasant
The Martha-Mary Chapel was again the scene of a marriage
ceremony performed at 7 o'clock this evening. The happy couple
were Ensign and Mrs. Sumner R. Dalber. A Lutheran marriage service
was witnessed by about thirty friends and relatives who afterwarrds
came to the Inn for a wedding supper. A three-tiered wedding cake
was cut after which informality reigned. The party adjourned to
the large Ball-room where singing and dancing were enjoyed.
Saturday, September 9, 1944 Pleasant
Excerpts from Recent Correspondence
"Going through one of the many publications that come to
my office, I noticed the story on the "Betty Lamp" and knowing your
interest in such subjects, thought you might be interested in read-
ing what the "Edison Magazine" had to say on it. Also enclosed, you
will find the front cover of the same magazine with its picture wlich
makes me feel homes Ik for good old Sudbury. In fact that is what I
call the picture - ^Sudbury Town".
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Saturday, September 9 - continued
w I think you could make money selling photos of
the Inn as so many well-to-do folks call there and would buy
"God bless New England - one can really find America
there. I spent 10 days in your country and I came home a better
man. Mr. Brooks wrote how New England declined; but I believe
he missed the real point. New England sent her sons throughout
the West in the great migration and gave her life-blood to make
our country what it is - "
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Sunday, September 10, ,1944 Pleasant
Sunday brings to mind the spirit of Democracy which
has prevailed in this old Tavern since its early beginning.
Samuel Howe excluded no one; rich and poor, old and young were
welcomed. Longfellow mentions a Poet, a Young Sicilian and a
Theologian. So on this busy Sunday one finds here the same
flame of Democracy alive. It burns brighter now than ever
before in two hundred and fifty years. Look at the guests - f a
day laborer with his "kids", an Army Colonel, two boys on
bicycles, a Bank president with beautifully dressed wife, two
Polish peasant women, three British seamen, a newly-wed Ensign
with pretty bride and so on through a day when America is
fighting to preserve that very thing - Democracy.
Monday, September 11, 1944 Pleasant
Happy children were once more playing in the Red-
stone school yard as the new school term started today. Twenty
are in the Redstone and twenty-six in the Southwest school.
Miss Dolan, teacher of the Mary lamb-ers as the youngsters
are called, reports a deluge of gifts for teacher on the
first day; an apple, an orange, a cookie and last but not least,
a penny I
Tuesday, September 12, 194-4 Partly cloudy
Recent Remark s
"I've been coming here for 30 years and wish I could
thank Mr. Ford for the privilege".
Twins: "By not dressing alike each of us can have
just twice as many different dresses to wear I"
"It's so home-like here, I think I had better pay my
bill before I go away without doing so".
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Wednesday, September 13, 1944 Rain
A Finnish missionary, Rev. T. N. Ketola, recently
returned from Liberia, West Africa visited the Inn with
American friends today. He spoke English haltingly and
quietly, albeit with much facial expression in telling of
his experiences. Living in Africa for six years, he had to
build (from "scratch" as it were) his own small churches and
living quarters in numerous sections of the country. Twenty -
eight different dialects were spoken by his native parishion-
ers. These people, before the War, existed very comfortably
on twelve cents per week; the diet consisting of rice, a
little meat and green peppers. Bananas are very plentiful
but are not a favorite food as they are considered here in
our country. (Mr. Ketola, smilingly, said "If a native eats
5 or 6 bananas during the day, when evening comes he will
complain 'I have not eaten all day! 1 ) Mr. Ketola, when
asked about the lighting problem, replied that crude cup oil
lamps ere used with a rag wick. This would burn as long as
the oil lasted and would give good light, but much smoke!
Thursday, September 14., 1944 Cloudy
Hurricane warnings again alarmed New Englanders
and today was spent in preparation for a storm such as befell
our lot six years ago. All windows were fastened tightly, the
fire engine put into practise and men and boys planned to be
on call for any emergency. Every fifteen minutes throughout
the day, radio reports gave the exact location of the storm,
how fast it was moving towards Massachusetts and what time it
was expected to strike in the vicinity of Boston. Latest
report - eight o'clock this evening.
Yearning for the Wayside Inn is generously spread
between the lines of a V Mail letter received recently from
Robert Stone (W. I. School '43). He is on a lonely island
somewhere in the Pacific and writes: "I have spent the
happiest days of my life so far at Wayside Inn. I wish that I
could be there now."
Friday, September 15, 1944 Pleasant
Two telephone poles went down on Dutton Road around
two o'clock this morning and a huge limb broke from a tree just
outside the Gate House. The highest wind and heavest rain
struck here shortly after midnight - and while the mile-per-hour
speed of the wind was greater than in the last Hurricane, the
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Friday, September 15 - continued
damage was less. This morning there is a general
cleaning up. The lawn, scattered with small branches and
twigs, requires the services of the gardner while carpenters
are looking for "leaks" and broken panes of glass. Some
guests report "sleeping through" while others looked drowsy
and tired after a sleep-less night.
Saturday, September 16, 1944- Pleasant
How sheep cards are made in the 20th century was
fully explained today by a guest who examined our old wool
carders on exhibition in the kitchen. The guest has worked
for years in the Howard Brothers plant in Worcester where he
makes sheep, dog and cat cards. "Of course dog and cat cards
were not made in the old days", said our visitor, "but they
are made now for combing the hair of household pets". Most
remarkable fact: the cards are made in exactly the same
manner as a hundred years ago.
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Sunday, September 17, 1944 Pleasant
Recalling the time when sutomobiles were a novelty,
Mr. J. Langdon Sullivan told today of coming to the Inn in a
two-cylinder Maxwell. J. Lnngdon was a small boy then and
thought it great sport for the family to go on an outing in
their elegant new horse-less carriage. A days outing usually
meant a trip to Worcester (one way) . After an early breakfast
at their home in Maiden, the Sullivans were off! At noon time
the Maxwell with its load of hungry people arrived at the
Wayside Inn. Here friendly greetings were exchanged between
Father Sullivan and Mr. Lemon, landlord, who formerly lived in
Maiden. Also a good lunch was enjoyed. Op Shews bury Hill in
the afternoon was always a chore for the over-burdened car. Mr.
Sullivan said that the timing-spring usually broke. Nevertheless,
Worcester was finally reached at just about dusk. The experience
was very vivid in the mind of our guest who ended by saying that
the Wayside Inn was a "tradition" in the Sullivan family.
Monday, September 13, 1944 Sultry
Could the reader have walked into the Parlor this
evening, he would have found there fifty-four women from
Waltham, Mass. And if he had come shortly after the dinner
hour, he would have heard these women singing the famous Kate
Smith song, "God Bless America". They sang to the accompaniment
of the old spinet - and ended their tour of the house in this
enjoyable way. The whole evening was a memorable one; dinner
served in an atmosphere of quiet, Colonial charm and entertain-
ment of the friendly, home-like variety.
Tuesday, September 19, 1944 Warm
A colorful picture of candle-making as practised in the
Mexican Village, Los Angeles, was described today by a Calif ornian.
She said that the candles are strung on a large wheel which keeps
revolving through the tallow. Instead of the wicks dropping from
a straight stick, they are attached to the wheel and as the wheel
turns, the candles are dipped into the tallow one by one. Bright
Mexican colors add to the fascination of this candle-making method
and also a pleasing perfume is noted.
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Wednesday, September 20, 1944 Cloudy
Rev Autumn dresses worn by the hostesses brightened
the day, today, for Wayside Inn guests. One of them remarked on
the cheery colors displayed against the sombre background of a 17th
century interior. The guest was a former Art teacher and
apologized for making such a personal remark. Nevertheless, she
was color conscious. She had noticed the lack of color through-
out the house and thought the dresses brightened the whole atmos-
phere. Hostesses were unaware of the effect being created and
were pleased to learn that their blues and reds were adding some-
thing to the attractivness of the Inn.
Thursday, September 21, 1944 Cloudy
Small boys and men - and even women in this War time
are showing a keener interest in guns. In particular our guests
exclaim over the Revolutionary musket which hangs in the Bar-room.
They remark on its length with bayonet attached and its unreliable
flint-lock. The man behind the gun, the man who carried it to
the War, is forgotten. Dixon Wecter, in a new book called "Johnny
Comes Marching Home" gives a picture of the Revolutionary veteran
and how he felt when he returned home in 1783. Like in all wars
throughout history, he experienced a profound tension and mis-
understanding between civilians and veterans, the seeming ingrati-
tude of the stay-at-homes. One wrote: "Some of them would pity
us and would give us something, some half a Dollar, some a quarter,
some less, some nothing bat frowns." But the Continental was the
least uprooted of all veterans, says Mr. Wecter. As a soldier he
had usually gone home for Spring plowing and Harvesting.
Ephraim Smith was the Sudbury farmer who carried
our musket. Let him not be forgotten as guests
gaze upon the sharp, pointed bayonet and unreliable
Friday, September 22, 1944 Cloudy
Staying for a few days are Mr. and Mrs. Alvin G. Whitney
of Albany, New York who are enjoying the environs of Mr. Whitney's
ancestral township. The G in Mr. Whitney's name stands for Goodnow,
an early family name in the history of Sudbury. Also to interest
Mr. and Mrs. Whitney is the Inn which they term an Historic House
Museum. Both have been associated with museum work; Mrs. Whitney
before her marriage, in the field of Botony and Mr. Whitney for many
years assistant director of the New York State Museum. They have
talked at length about museum displays and how best to interest the
visitor in them. Here they are impressed by the informality of
the conducted tours and by the home-like arrangement of museum pieces.
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Saturday, September 23, 1944 Pleasant
Cambridge, Massachusetts and Cambridge, Wisconsin
were both represented here today. Signing his name under
that of a guest from the famous college city, came Dr. K. K.
Amundson from the mid-western Cambridge. Dr. Amundson is a
Norwegian and a nephew of Rasmus B. Anderson, first professor
of Norwegian literature in the United States. The professor-
ship was established at the University of Wisconsin. Years
ago Rasmus B. Anderson and Henry W. Longfellow were instrumental
in erecting the Boston statue of Lief Erickson. Longfellow
said he would help if the memorial could be placed in Boston.
Mr. Anderson wanted it in Wisconsin. Ole Bull was also spoken
of with familiarity by our guest who said that the famous
Norwegian violinist had once given a concert in Cambridge,
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Sunday, September 24, 1944 Very pleasant
Two distinguished people were identified among
the many guests who came today. One of them was Sandra
Levitski, a Russian Concert pianist who is on a tour of Array
and Navy camps and hospitals. The other was Colonel Walter J.
Ungethuem, soon to be presented the Legion of Merit for 27
years service in the U. S. Army.
Monday, September 25, 1944 Pleasant
Collecting old forks has been the hobby of Mr.
Edward Durrell who tonight gave a description of some of the
earlist forks in his collection. The rarest one, he told us,
was made by hand from a single piece of wood. It has two crude
prongs. When Mr. Durrell gave his title as President of the
Union Fork and Hoe Company, Columbus, Ohio, it was easily
understood why his interest had been among old forks'.
Mr. Durrell ! s charming wife and daughter composed a three-some
which made a lasting impression. Miss Durrell is in her second
year of training at the Massachusetts General Hospital and we
hope to see this member of the family again soon. Her parting
remark was to that effect: " You haven't seen the last of mei"
Tuesday, September 26, 1944 Pleasant
Departing guests this morning were Mr. and Mrs. A. B.
Nichols of Cambridge, Mass. who made their three -day sojourn
here a celebration in honor of their 49th wedding anniversary.
Speaking with a great deal of pride, Mrs. Nichols informed the
Inn family that she and Mr. Nichols have 10 grandaughters and
10 grandsons. When the time comes for the 50th anniversary, we
hope to have the pleasure of entertaining this happy couple again.
Wednesday, September 27, 1944 Cloudy and rain
An elderly Scottish couple in their cosy Highland home
have been reading the "Tales of a Wayside Inn". This bit of
information was brought today by a guest who recently entertained
here the Royal Air Force member of this Scottish family. Letters
home gave a glowing account of our famous American landmark.
Consequently Longfellow's poems were taken from the shelf and the
pages turned to the "Tales". The poet's description of the Inn
served as a kind of link between the boy and^adoring parents back
home in Scotland.
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Thursday, September 23, 1944 Rain
A neighborhood group of young married women were
dinner guests this evening, coming from Natick under the
leadership of Mrs. Martin Whalen. Twenty-eight sat down to
dinner in the large dining room and afterwards adjourned
to the Bar-room where a hostess entertained with a description
of the house. As Longfellow's lines on the old clock in the
Parlor were being quoted, a heavy rain storm started which
made the guests anxious to leave early. Not one was prepared for
the downpour. Consequently several newspapers were used as
hats, while others waited patiently for the storm to "let up".
Friday, September 29, 1944 Pleasant
Betty Hutchinson was not exactly a stranger to Inn folk
when she arrived last evening. The Herald News introduced her
several years ago when Betty was attending the Greenfield Village
Schools. Now she directs the guide service in the Village and
Museum. Consequently she was interested in duties of the Wayside
Inn hostesses and spent the morning being "guided" through the
house. Mrs. Hutchinson accompanied Betty on this trip from
Dearborn which included a stop over in New York. After Luncheon
they left to coninue sight-seeing in Boston.
Saturday, September 30, 1944 Pleasant
A tall, dark and handsome Sergeant is a week-end guest.
He arrived this afternoon and tonight told of his purpose in
coming here. "To write", he said. "My brother is Howard Fast who
writes Historical novels, the last one "Freedom Road". Sergeant
Julius Fast, our guest, is a writer of Mystery stories and has a
contract to have one done at a certain time. "Unfortunately I
signed the contract", said he "and must write feverishly to full-
fill it". A quiet corner of the Inn was suggested as a temporary
writing shelter and the Sergeant voiced his approval. Tomorrow
he expects to spend a good deal of time there with pencil and paper,
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Sunday, October 1, 19A4 Pleasant
Lt. (JG) F. E. Townley, USNR Somewhere in
12th Constr. Regiment New Guinea
c/o FPO. San Francisco
Dear Wayside Inn Hostess;
I guess I never did know your name, hence the odd
salutation. Maybe it should be "Wayside Inn Manager". Anyway
I just wanted to drop you a line and tell you how often I look
back on the wonderful times I had at the Wayside Inn. And more
expecielly your gracious hospitality. I still get a kick out
of the awful time you used to have trying to remember my name.
But by the last time I was there (with my parents on October 20
last year) you were very definite in remembering it. And then
I had to leave for overseas, so now you've probably forgotten me
I still treasure highly the Kodochrome enlargements I
had made of the Inn and the Martha-Mary Chapel. They are among
the best I have ever made and bring back many memories of the fine
Sundays I spent there.
The friends who accompanied me there sometimes are now
all over the world. One, Ensign Trent, is now on a Destroyer in
the Pacific. Another, Ensign Tobias, is in Suva, Fijii. Ensign
Wheeler is in an amphibious attack squadron. And Ensign Fressie
is down near me here. So we are scattered about, and yet all have
mentioned your dinners in the occasional letters they send me. Ore
thing that makes places like this bearable is that we are able to
hang on to such ^ovely memories.
Monday, October 2, 19-W- Pleasant
A LETTER (continued)
Oh, how I could go for some of that delicious steak
and chicken, the cottage cheese, the corn bread, the delicious ice
cream and the wonderful butterscotch sauce 1 The two lovely ladies
in the dining room will probably remember me as the only fellow
who ever asked for three such desserts! I i Boy, was it good!
n«n+1miQi1 »iot+ r\acro
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Monday, October 2, continued
Well, I've got to close now. Maybe writing this may
seem kinda silly, cause you may never even get it if you have
moved from the Inn. But I thought that you probably would like
to hear from one of your most loyal customers and, I hope, a good
I'll be back someday next year for a leave. And then
I'll be driving down from Schenectady again for another of those
dinners and to shake your hand again. Till then, keep well and
Francis E. Townley
Tuesday, October 3> 1944 Pleasant
Sailor: I hope to come back sometime in the day time and see more —
but if I don't I'll remember this as long as I live!
Hostess to sailor: "Your girl friend is very nice".
Sailor: "She isn't really my 'girl friend'. You see her brother
was my buddy and he was killed. I'm just taking her around.
Wednesday, October 4> 1944 Pleasant
Thanksgiving reservations are being made by old friends
and new. The Huckins family will celebrate their 15th successive
Thanksgiving dinner here this year.
Mr. Albert S. Partridge writes: "I had the pleasure on
Thanksgiving day in 1941 of enjoying with my family a delightful
time and a delicious dinner at the Wayside Inn. We should like to
be with you again this year".
A wedding in the Martha-Mary Chapel, arranged by the groom
Mr. Robert C. Bar ho. of Natick, Mass. is scheduled for Tuesday,
October 10th at 11:30 o'clock.
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Thursday, October 5, 1944 Very pleasant
Miss Cleveland returning from a walk. "Everytime I looked up, I
saw a tiny chip-munk peering from a stone wall. There
were lots of them and all little babies".
Mr. Duncan saying good-bye after an out-of-door week-end: n I have
left a bunch of wild flowers in my room for anyone who
would like them. Picked them on my walk".
Guests ordering luncheon: "We have just seen a doe over near the barn
and thought you must tame them here. But the man at
the barn saidshe was wild and we probably wouldn't see her
Friday, October 6, 1944 Partly cloudy
The pretty yellow jacket of "Old Wooden Ware" which is
kept on the Bar-room table soon becomes soiled and worn. Mary Earle
Gould, author, has sent several new, fresh covers.
The very nice pamphlets describing the Martha-Mary Chapels
are popular among the guests who ask if they may have one to take home
or send to men in the service.
Two very popular favorites among visitors are the Allyn and
Bacon edition of the "Tales of a Wayside Inn" and Wallace Nutting's
Saturday, October 7, 1944 Warm
Fresh Apple Pie
Longfellow's lines: "One Autumn Night in Sudbury Town —
Across the meadows, bare and brown"
Cornstalks and Pumpkins
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Sunday, October 8, 1944 Very pleasant
A dinner party arranged by Mr. and Mrs. Charles P
Gorely of Welle sley was one of the outstanding events of
this busy Sunday. The Gorely 1 s founded the Wedgwood Club and
are the Club's President and Secretary respectively. They
entertained seven guests, all lovers of the famous English
china. One guest was also interested in old fans and had as
a table favor a miniature fan made and decorated by hand.
Another guest, a collector of old paper dolls, was presented
with a full set of 13th century paper dolls from Williamsburg.
Place cards were made of Wedgwood-blue paper. Mrs. Gorely
modestly told of receiving two letters from Her Majesty,
Queen Mary of England, also a devotee and collector of Wedgwood,
Monday, October 9, 1944- Cloudy
A guest from the neighboring town of Maynard informed
us today of her interest in things historical. "My great-
grandfather founded Maynard", said our guest, "and my father
attneded the Redstone School in Sterling. He knew Mary Sawyer
well". The lady said that her maiden name was Maynard, but
failed to give her married name.
Tuesday, October 10, 1944. Partly cloudy
The groom, Mr. Robert C. Bur hoe of Natick, Mass.
set the day (October 10th) , engaged the Martha-Mary Chapel and
ordered dinner for nine at 12 o'clock. The bride arrived from
Maine dressed in hat and gown of blue, a color which harmonized
with decorations of brilliant Autumn leaves. A kindly sun
appeared just in time for the ceremony. Soft organ music pre-
ceeded the simple marriage service conducted by the Congregational
minister from Nrtick. The couple were not young, nor were they
old - a middle aged pair who received hearty congratulations from
their friends as dinner was served on the dining porch. They
expect to make their future home in Maine .
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Wednesday, October 11, 1944 Pleasant
Wayside-ers - - please bear in mind —
Wounded veterans are asking the people
of the U. S. to help them back into
a normal existence by observing two
rules: 1) don't stare, 2) don't ask
"Something in our History makes us
different" said a buck private from
Pennsylvania to his captain in Italy.
"What is it, and why didn't they tell
us about it back home?" That boy
had discovered America on foreign shores
and - we add - had probably never
been to the Wayside Inn.
Under these crosses are lying
Men whom America wrought
Living they loved her, and dying
Fell in the cause that she fought
Doherty, Bucci, Kaminsky
Grubel, Gerranti, DeSaulle
Gunderson, Susocki, Lavinsky
Swenson - - Americans all I
For, where the cannon fire shatters
Where men must battle and fall
Names do not matter - this matters
"They were Americans alii"
Thursday, October 12, 1944- Very pleasant
The oldest inhabitant can't remember an October 12th
without its sunshine. It is always a day of fair weather, this
holiday which comes when crisp air and brilliant foliage hold
sway. Hundreds flock to the country to see an endless blue sky
o'er head and layer upon layer of leaves under foot. No wonder
so many journeyed to this American shrine today and were inspired,
as was the poet Longfellow, to pay their respects at this
particular time of the year. For the Inn lies in a
- "region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams,
Remote among the wooded hills I"
Among those who enjoyed to the fullest their holiday
excursion here were the following:
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Thursday, October 12 - continued
Dorothy Kirk, Food Editor of the
Woman ' s Home Companion
Amy Pleadwell - Artist and connoisseur
of French textiles
The Australian bride of Captain Alan Stevens
who sent home to her mother a copy of
Chamberlain's book- "Longfellow's Wayside
Inn - A Camera Impression"
F riday, October 13, 19 '44 Cloudy
There - and here
Russia - Alexei Tolstoi, modern prose writer is
something of an eccentric - writes standing up with his manu-
script on an inclined chest-high table.
(Such a table is used as the register desk in
our Bar-room. Longfellow and other writers
of his time, Hawthorne for instance, also
used a desk of this sort)
New York - The Waldorf-Astoria advertizes as
now starring in its greatest role; " Host to Wartime Americal "
(This very same slogan could easily be applied to
Longfellow's Wayside Inn)
Saturday, October 14, 1944- Rain
Arriving yesterday for a week-end sojourn were Mr. and
Mrs. L. C. Turner of Verona, New Jersey with their lovely daughter
Alta Ann. This is their first visit in two years. Most noticeable
change was Alta ' s hair - her long blonde braids now pinned up around
Not here for dinner tonight were Mr. and Mrs. Bowker
from Worcester; the first Saturday visit they have missed in many
Week-end guests are working laboriously on a jig-saw puzzle
which, when completed, depicts the Inn.
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Sunday, October 15, 1944 rleasant
The oldest inhabitant of the Wayside Inn can
hardly remember a day as busy as this Autumn Sunday. People
poured in and out the front door from 12 o'clock noon until
late evening. Included in a dinner party arranged by Miss
Anne Sennott were thft vd.ec \ jf Archbishop Francis J. Spellman
and the Archbishop's father. He was an elderly gentleman,
very much interested in the historic surroundings of the Inn.
Monday, October 16, 1944 Pleasant
Dr. T. J. Edwards, professor of American history at
Princeton University has recently left there to take up the
same duties at Oxford University, England. When such an
authority as Dr. Edvrards speaks, it is well worthwhile to make
a few notes. For instance he says.
"Historians have been amiss in not emphasizing the fact
that historic remains - a battlefield, an old mansion, a barn,
a meeting house, an old tavern - are source materials of the
"Old houses have their value even when they are not
associated with great men or =[reat historic events. I am glad
that George Washington slept in so many houses because this
fact has preserved them from destruction" .
"If we are to understand our ancestors, the men who created
this nation, we should understand their architecture, know
whence it came and the conditions which influenced its develope-
ment, whether climate, building material, customs or traditions.
Perhaps we may hope in the future for closer cooperation between
the historian and the architect.".
Tuesday, October 17, 1944 rleasant
Tuesday Tr avellers
Ensign Brown jT"rom California
Wanted to see the Inn after
buying and reading Chamberlain's book "Longfellow's
Wayside Inn . . A Camera Impression"
Dr. Atwo od with a party of doctors who held an
informal meeting in the Parlor ^fter dinner.
Lieutent ant /v nd Mrs . _ Sparrow from Wollaston, Mass.
spending their third October 17th h Q r«.
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Wednesday, October 18, 1944 -arm
"But where is .Longfellow?" asked a young visitor
the other day. He was a child who knew his Longfellow and
could recite "The Children's Hour" backwards and forwards.
When the answer came that the poet was not herey the boy
continued - "But his clothes are here" - and he led his father
to the Washington bed-room where several other guests had
laid their hats and coats. Thus the most interesting questions
come from our youngest guests. "Where can I buy some of that
corn?" asked another young hopeful, pointing to the red and
yellow ears hanging in the Old Kitchen. "You can order it from
the seed catalogue" suggested his father. But the hostess had
a better suggestion. She gave the youngster a few red kernels from
Wayside Inn corn to plant in his next Victory garden.
Thursday, October 19, 1944 Partly cloudy
"I'd like to take the whole place home
Friend . "Remember you only have a Ford I"
Friday, October 20, 1944 Cloudy
Beginning at noon time this old Inn, which had
seemed a bit sleepy all the morning, woke up and became a very
lively place. First came some girls from Wellesley. "We are
looking for good food", they said, "we are in school!" Next
came twenty wives of Army and Navy men who, after luncheon,
watched Wayside Inn school children learn the Quadrille and other
old dances at their regular Friday afternoon dancing lesson.
Likewise in the evening, dancing classes were held for the Boy's
School. Thus the day ended and the Inn was tired. It had earned
a night' s repose.
Saturday, October 21, 1944 Rain
The brightest spot during this dark day was a cheery
fire on the hearth in the Bar-room. Here the house guests gathered.
Mr. E. E. Smith of Hartford, Connecticut did a little philosophizing
and gave his opinion on how to get along in this World. "You have
to learn to be humbl? and grateful", he said. Mr. D. J. Donovan,
Red Cross Field worker, contributed interesting information on the
recent hurricane and showed pictures of its damage along the New Jersey
coast. In this way the day was further brightened. The fire con-
tinued with its cheery blaze to give warmth and comfort to all who
came in from the storm.
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Sunday, October 22, 1944 Very pleasant
"The more people, the more news" should be the
slogan of any news reporter. But this news-gatherer for the
Wayside Inn Diary couldn't make that slogan work on this busy
Sunday. Colonels, privates, Waves and veterans, businessmen,
wirters, clergymen and the housewife, all passed through the
portals of this old Inn today. Yet there is no news for the
Diary! Hostesses did everything but scoop news. They wrote
hundreds of orders, answered hundreds of questions and took
hundreds of steps between Bar-room and pantry. Waitresses
waited on hundreds of people and cooks cooked hundreds of
dinners - and still there is no news! "People make news" is
another writer's slogan, but this writer would like to add-
only when there is time to collect it!
Monday, October 23, 1944 Pleasant
An early morning visitor was Dr. Ida S. Scudder
from Vellore, S. India who was recently in New York where she
met Mis.. Ford. Dr. Scudder 's chief interest is a hospital
where Indian girls are trained to be nurses and already about
three hundred have graduated. Two Indian girls are in college
this year at Wellesley and it was for the purpose of calling
upon them that brought Dr. Scudder into this vicinity. Madame
Chiang-Kai-Shek is supporting the Wellesley girls through
Tuesday, October 24, 1944 Pleasant
Many anniversaried are celebrated at the Inn; some
known to us and others not known. Usually however, there is
something to identify the occasion; the ladies wear a corsage or
a cake is smuggled into the pantry to be served at dessert time.
Often the honored guest or one accompanying him will give the
secret away. Such was the case tonight. But in this particular
case, the news was transmitted by telephone. A friend called and
announced that a Golden Wedding anniversary would be celebrated
here this evening by Mr. and Mrs. Davidson of Worcester. "When
they come" said the friend, "offer congratulations, but don't let
them know I told you about it!"
Wednesday, October 25, 1944 Partly cloudy
Through the Mail
From Betty Hutchinson: "I want you to know how very much
mother and I enjoyed visiting the Wayside Inn.
After reading about the Inn for ao many years,
it was a grand experience for us to be able to
make the visit."
continued nex t page
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Wednesday, October 25 - continued
From Mr. Albert G. Whitney, Ass't Director, New York State Museum:
Mr. Whitney, recent guest, sent the book "Historic
House Museums" by Lawrence V. Colemen. Beautifully
illustrated. It mentions the Inn and Grist Mill
Thursday, October 26, 1944 Partly cloudy
"I've always heard that
flees were black
But I don't think its so
For Mary had a little lamb
Whose "fleece" were white
The above was submitted by Miss Ann Stevenson, recent
house guest who called the sheep grazing in the pasture opposite
the Inn "descendants of Mary's Little Lamb".
Guest contemplating the purchase of "The Story of Mary's
Little Lamb"; "How many "points" are required for this ?"
Friday, October 27, 1944 Pleasant
A party to honor a school principal was given this
noon by six admiring teachers. The group came from the Charles
River school, a private school for children under 13 years, located at
Dover, Mass. The honored guest was Mrs. Winona K. Algie. Table
decorations were provided by one of the teachers from her flower
garden; bronze and pink chrysanthemums.
Saturday, October 28, 1944 Pleasant
White chrysanthemums and white roses surrounded by
green fernery, converted the old dining room into an ideal setting
this afternoon for a bridal supper. Supper was served at 4: 30 o'clock
to fifty guests invi/^ted by Miss Dorothy Dacey, the lovely bride
who was married earlier in the day to a Lieutenant of the U. S. Navy.
Miss Dacey was formerly a resident of Hudson and taught school there.
She resigned October 1st to make plans for this eventful day. And
every plan was carried out to the minutest detail; bride and groom
stood In front of the Parlor fireplace to receive their guests, the
wedding cake was cut with the groom's dress parade sword and place
cards were silver- edged with professional lettering.
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Sunday, October 29, 1944 Pleasant
From Grosse Point, Michigan came Mr. and Mrs.
Willard S. Worcester to have dinner here today and to tell
us that they are living in Boston for the "duration" .
Naturally they miss being home in Michigan and Mrs. Worcester
spoke particularly of her flower garden. Both want to come
back to the Inn on a quieter day and possibly stay overnight.
They want to explore the hills and woods ana country walks
surrounding the Inn.
Monday, October 30, 1944 Pleasant
Two good looking girls of the Canadian Air Force
ordered luncheon today and attracted quite a bit of attention
in their jaunty uniforms. "Canada" was written across the
top of each girl's sleeve and when asked what their duties were,
they replied: "Operational clerks, doing ground work".
Tuesday, October 31, 1944 Pleasant
"He is leaving for the West coast tomorrow", said a
dear old couple who came today from Providence. "He" was their
handsome son, a lieutenant in the medical corps. And a very fine
son j was he. His interest in old pewter was that of a con-
noisseur. He knew the hall-ma rks^and identified practically all
of our pewter. His own collection is a discriminating one, con-
sisting of marked Rhode Island pewter only. The man's under-
standing and appreciation of the Inn was of a very fine nature and
it is hoped that he will return after his sojourn on the West
coast - or beyond.
Wednesday, November 1, 1944 Pleasant
Excerpts from a recent communication
"It was tantalizing not to have time to join one of your
guided tours or explore the farm and neighboring fields and woods".
"The Wayside Inn was as restful and fascinating as we had
dreamed, and we were glad to have our first experience as guests
at the ancient hostelry, giving our imagination free play and half
expecting to hear and see the ghosts of those other guests coming
down through the centuries".
"We shall return to the Wayside Inn some day for another
lesson in peace and quiet and the old New England culture that
spells "homefulness" to us."
WAYSIDE INK DIARY
Thursday, November 2, 194-4- Pleasant
A former Wayside Inn employee returned tonight after
spending the last few years in California. Aaron Hosmer used
to be one of our watchman and later married a lovely California
lady. They went thereto live. Once in every three or four
years Mr. Hosmer. co m es back to New England to renew old friend-
ships. And he always comes to the Inn. Tonight he and Mrs.
Hosmer entertained a party of twenty relatives and friends, many
small children and their elders. It was a real family get-together
with Major Hosmer entertaining like ye old time host of the Wayside Inn.
Friday, November 3, 1944 Pleasant
One party of dinner guests, consisting of five "Waves"
in trim navy blue, registered from the following five states:
Lieutenant and Mrs. Samuel Kopp now on the staff at
Harvard College. Both former teachers at the Fordson High School,
Saturday, November 4-, 1944- Pleasant
Table bouquets in the dining room this week were artistically
arranged by Miss Fisher who used wild cypress and green pine in an
attractive combination. The cypress grows close to the ground and is
feathery in appearance. Right now its delicate green stalk is turning
red and orange, brown and pink and other Autumn shades.
WAYSIDS INN DIA3Y
Sunday, November 5, 1944 Pair
Scanning the guest book, one can find many instances
where Nature is very well represented in "Home Town" titles. In
this month of November, so far, the following have been noted:
River Forest, 111.
Holly dale, Calif.
White Plains, N.J.
Salt Lake City, Utah
Chestnut Hill, Mass.
Battle Creek, Mich.
Winter Harbor, Me.
Garden City, N.J.
Monday, November 6, 1944 Snow showers
A strong English accent identified the Reverend F.
Irving Benson this evening as a guest from some foreign land. It
was Australia. There, Dr. Benson is one of the best known bishops
of the Methodist Church. He is not only well-known as a clergyman,
but as a radio commentator, and talks on a variety of subjects.
"He is especially good on Winston Churchill", commented the bishop's
attractive daughter. She is a writer, and suggested to her father a
radio description of the Wayside Inn; this, when he is home again
Tuesday, November 7, 1944 Fair
Yesterday, under the direction of Mr. Hamilton of
the Dearborn Inn, Dearborn, Michigan, the Inn changed management.
Mr. R.C.Purdy has become the new manager.
Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton will be here as house guests
through the week.
WAiSIDE INN DIARY
Wednesday, November 3, ±944 Cold
Today, the Inn folks had the pleasure of meeting
Mrs. Purdy and have enjoyed her being around the house with Mrs.
Hamilton. Both are unusually attractive in appearance and friendly
towards Inn-ers and guests. Mrs. Hamilton is helping with the desk
work in the absence of Miss Jouannet, hostess, who is having a
Thursday, November 9, 1944 Rain
Hostess , explaining the old corn sheller;
"You put dry corn on the cob in
this hollow tree trunk and pound it
around with the pestle. The yellow
kernels drop through the holes in
"But I like my corn on the cob I"
Friday, November 10, 1944 Cold
A dear little girl came with her Daddy to see the
Inn today, because she is studying about Colonial life in her
school. Everything interested the child; the Paul Revere prints,
the Hessian andirons, pewter porringers - and when this charming
guest reached the candle molds, her enthusiasm was at its peak.
She had tried making candles at school in molds. She hung the
wicks through the hollow tube, then poured in the liquid, "but,"
she added, "they didn't come out very well because we used sealing
wax instead of plain wax.
Saturday, November 11, 1944 Cold
"New England Keepsakes" is the title of a small,
paper-covered book of poems and Mrs. Grace Sowell Wtislow, the
author. Today, Mrs. Winslow presented the Inn library with an
autographed copy. Three of her poems were inspired herej one,
called "The Waysidelnn", another, "Wayside Inn Garden" and the
third, "The GrJ.st Mill'.'
"And over all the garden
The poet's face will smile
For his shrine is loved by thousands
Who come to pause awhile."
WAYSIDE INN DIARY
Sunday, Nov ember 12, 1944 Pleasant
"Do you want these?" asked a gentleman guest today
as he thrust a small envelope into our hands. Inside were
two small negatives; one of the Chapel and one of the Inn.
These can be printed into very fine colored pictures. The
Chapel scene is especially good, taken from directly in
front of the building, the white steeple silhouetted against
a clear blue sky. Standing near the barn the photographer
snapped a front view picture of the Inn during the Fall
season. Trees are in brilliant Autumn dress. Unfortunately
the name of the donor is not known.
Monday, November 13, 1944 -asant
Children always find here something of particular
interest. The boys go stright for the guns, either Ehhraim
Smith's flint-lock fascinates them with it's great length or
the short blunder buss which they can actually pick up and
hold. The tinder pistol is also of great interest because
when the trigger is pulled, the flint and stell make a real
spark, kittle girls like to put the small child's chair in
front of the fire and watch the flames go up the chimney.
Babies go to sleep in the old wooden cradle and even three
and four year olds who are too old for cradles, some times
like to climb into it. Older girls, more seriously inclined,
wander through the rooms getting material for a composition
to hand in to their English teacher. Thus the children
bring pleasure to the Inn as well as derive pleasure from it.
Tuesday, November 14, 1944 Pleasant
The Massachusetts General Hospital, the Lahey Clinic
and the Harvard Medical School are among Boston's best medical
institutions. Associated with them are some of the best doctors
in the World. This fact was brought to our attention recently
when a guest mentioned his experi nee in flying from South
Africa to Boston for the express purpose of a consultation with
Dr. Smithwick. The guest, 3n Englishman living in Johannesburg,
had a peculiar blood pressure ailment requiring a delicate
operation. Dr. Smithwick was probably the only man in the World
who had mastered this particular phase of surgery. Permission
was granted by General Smuts of the Union of South Africa and
the patient was fiown to Boston, arriving in September. The
operation was performed by Dr. Smithwick and today our luncheon
guest reported a "feeling fine" condition. The transportation
by airplane, Dr. Smithwick and the care given at the Massachusetts
General Hospital have saved this man's life.
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Wednesday, November 15, 1944 Cloudy-
Letters have come this week from school children
in Baltimore, Maryland, Johnstown, Pennsylvania and Rosemont,
New Jersey asking for information about the Inn. Typical
requests are as follows.
"I am studying about the Wayside Inn in
the ninth grade. Would it be too much
bother for me to ask you to send me ■
few pictures of the InnV"
"All the children in the Class have to
make an English scrapbook with pictures
and themes of the Wayside Inn - - So
I wondered if you could send me a few
pictures of it".
"We have been studying about old
Colonial Taverns. ?/ill you please
send me any pictures or information
about your Tavern that you might have
Thursday, November 16, 1944 Cloudy
A"Daniel Boone" and companion walked into the Bar-
room this evening and laid hunting guns on the table. "We're
lost" they announced. Then they unfolded the story of how
they had parked their car on a narrow country road and walked
into the woods. Several hours later they emerged to find them-
selves in the back yard of the Inn with no car in sight. Henry
deBairos, night watchman, came to the rescue. He knew from
certain landmarks - a farm house, an apple box and a dirt road,
just where the car might be. "Come on" he said. "Daniel"
hurried towards the door and with a wave of his hand called
back - "It was the apple box!"
Friday, November 17, 1944 Pleasant
Guests are exclaiming over the long sprays of Bitter-
sweet which have been brought in from the Ezekiel Howe place
and arranged in pottery jugs. Cne large bouquet adorns the
window in the old dining room while another meets the eye as one
glances toward the end of the hall. In the dining room the orange
berries are combined with the ever -green Euonymus for table
decorations. Still more of the Bitter-sweet is used on the
mantle shelf in the old kitchen.
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Saturday, November 18, 1944 Pleasant
Thirty "Brownies" visited the Inn this afternoon
and under the guidance of Miss Fisher enjoyed a tour of the
house. "Brownies" are the younger group of Girl Scouts.
Some were in uniform while others were dressed in usual
school attire, sweaters and skirts. All were members of the
Brownie group in Marlboro.
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Sunday, November I9, 1944 Pleasant
A story of Christmas and the true Christ-like spirit
came to us today from Petty Officer Edward W. Newton of the
Class of 194.0, Wayside Inn Boys' School. Eddie has just returned
from two years service on board a tanker in the Mediterranean.
Christmas last year was spent in Italy. Five miles above Naples
in the town of Pozzoli is an orphanage for child war refugees.
The captain of the Tanker heard about the children and raised a
considerable sum of money from his crew. This was given to the
Padre in charge of the orphanage and on Christmas day the ships'
galley made ice cream and cookies. Eddie and the crew learned
later that this was the first time the Italian youngsters had
ever eaten ice cream.
Monday, November 20, 19UU Pleasant
Before leaving the Inn this morning after a week-end here,
Mr. W. E. Roberts of New York gave an interesting account of
dancing; especially dancing in foreigh countries. He spoke of Polish
dances and Spanish dances and the kind of dancing done in Mexico.
He likes the old American dances and sees in all the country dances
of every country a similarity of steps. The European dances,
Mr. Roberts thinks, are more picturesque because of the gay costumes
worn by the participants.
Tuesday, November 21, 1944 Pleasant
This evening may have been a cold one on the outside,
but within the house there was warmth and gayiety. This was occas-
sioner! by the arrival of nearly one hundred students from the
Atlartic Union College in Lancaster, Mass. A turkey dinner was
served in the large dining room followed by a tour of the house.
Some of the group had been here before while others found many new
things to interest them. Later, games were enjoyed in the large Ball-
room. When the time of departure came, all were loathe to start
their homeward journey through the cold, dark night.
Wednesday, November 22, 1944- Cloudy
The kitchen on a day like this is where browned turkeys
sit around and wait for their stuffing. Kitchen maids weep over
peeled onions and the odor of plum pudding permeates the air.
Squashes were counted and rushed by truck to the kitchen door. Yes,
this is the day before Thanksgiving and attention centers at the
rear of the house, down stairs in the kitchen. Other people in
other parts of the Inn were not idle. The lovely brass knocker on
the front door was polished until you could see your face in it.
Tables in the dining room were moved and dusted and then adorned with
snowy white linen. Every department was busy, but the busiest place
of all, was the Wayside Inn kitchen.
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Thursday, November 23, 194-4 Partly cloudy
THANKSGIVING DA Y
The spirit of Thanksgiving, 19A4-, at the Wayside Inn
was not unlike that which prevailed at the feast of our New
England forefathers three hundred years ago. Some uttered words
of thanks-giving for safety and security in a War torn world.
Others were appreciative of the bounteous repast, while still
others did not ex press their thanks-giving in words, but gave
thinks to God in the sanctity of their own hearts. L.ike that
Thanksgiving of long ago, there was an air of solemnity about
the occasion. Gaiety and laughter were conspicuous by their
absence. Yet a few guests tried bravely to maintain family
traditions. For instance, the Greeley s. Their custom has been to
spend Thanksgiving at "the farm". This was their first year out
and in order to keep their records complete, a small scale was brought
along. After dinner each member of the party was weighed and the
number of pounds noted. Such a Thanksgiving custom has prevailed in
the Greeley family since 1330. The Bryants too, came as they do
every year and made their usual remark which always bears repeating:
" To spend Thanksgiving day at the Wayside Inn is like coming to
great grandmother's house". A mood of quiet simplicity prevailed.
Decorations were gathered from the woods, winter greens and red
berries - and the holiday dinner was not elaborate. This was not a
year in which to celebrate Thanksgiving with shouts of joy; rather
it was a Thanksgiving practised in truth and sincerity.
Friday, November 24., 1944- Pleasant
This morning was spent in sho?ri.ng the Inn to three men of
the U. S. Army. Colonel Dunn was the guest of honor accompanied by
a Lieutenant Colonel and an Orderly. The three expressed keen interest
and enjoyment; Colonel Dunn in a quiet, dignified way while the Lieut-
enant Colonel showed his enthusiasm by such remarks as "Look here,
Colonel, you have never seen anything like this before". The Colonel,
however, has seen many things of an old and interesting nature in
other parts of the World. Not so long ago he served with General
MacArthur in the Philippines.
Saturday, November 25, 1944 Pleasant
Miss Virginia Adams of Medway, Mass. was married this
evening to Mr. Lou Brown of Washington, D. C. in the Martha-Mary Chapel.
Before M'ss Adams was engaged she had decided that if she ever married,
the ceremony would take place in our Chapel, even if she had to write
Mr. Ford himself for permission. Tonight her dream came true.
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Saturday, November 25 - continued
In the soft glow of many candles the Chapel looked very
lovely. Clusters of snapdragons in pale autumn shades were tied
at each window and decorated the altar. Miss Adams had thought
out every detail. When asked if she wanted the bell rung, her
happiness was complete. In a beautiful ivory satin gown with
long train, the bride with her attendants started to walk down
the aisle just as the last tones of the bell were dying away. After
the ceremony the bridal couple received their guests in the large
Ball-room at the Inn where a cheery fire burned in the fireplace.
Chairs and rugs added to the home-like atmosphere and soft music was
played on the piano. Over one-hundred guests were served a delicious
dinner and afterwards dancing was enjoyed. To the tune of the Blue
Danube the guests waltzed while the bride and groom slipped away
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Sunday, November 26, 194A Pleasant
The name Onthank is not common nor was Mr. On thank
who registered here for dinner today, an ordinary person. He
is the grand nephev*- of Nahum Onthank, portrait painter. Mr.
Onthank, guest, told us that his uncle had once upon a time
painted a portrait of Mr. .Lemon's mother. It hung in the Inn
and attracted quite a lot of attention. In that day and age,
Nahum Onthank was wont to receive as much as $10,000 for one
picture. From now on we shall look for portraits signed
Mr. and Mrs. L. H. Jones of Marlboro celebrated their
60th wedding anniversary here today.
Monday, November 27, 1944 Pleasant
Two notable members of the clergy were recent guests.
They were Bishop Bruce R. Baxter, Methodist Bishop of Oregon,
Washington, Idaho and Alaska and Reverend D. E. Trueblood, former
Chaplain of Stamford University, California; now spending his
Sabbatical year at Harvard College. Reverend and Mrs. Trueblood
were accompanied by a teen-aged son who was being shown things of
a historical nature. "We took our older son to Europe," explained
the proud parents, "but this boy is seeing America first".
Tuesday, November 28, 1944 Pleasant
F or years an old print of Lord Timothy Dexter 's house
in Newburyport has hung in the Bar-room. The picture is complete
with fence showing the famous statues placed there by Dexter, an
13th century eccentric of Newburyport, Mass. Guests ask whether
the statues are in existence or what has become of them. The
answer has been found in a newspaper account of Lord Timothy
presented by Mrs. R. C. Purdy, wife of the new manager of Wayside
Inn. The writer says that one wooden arm from Dexter' s figure of
Lord Nelson, has been located. It now reposes in the collection
of antiques owned by Mrs. Arthur M. Greenwood. Of special interest
is the fact that Mrs. Greenwood is a Wayside Inn neighbor. What
remains of the statues is, after all, right around the corner from
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Wednesday, November 29, 1944 Stormy
Guests in uniform who have returned from service
overseas compare the American way of life with that in
foreign countries. Lieutenant Bennett .Lord, overnight guest
from Englewood, New Jers ey almost bubbled over with
sentiment for things in the American tradition. Speaking of
the Inn he exclaimed. "This kind of a house looks awful
good to me after seeing so many stone and stucco houses in
Italy!" A Navy Commander compared New England's November
weather to that of the South Pacific. "A week ago I was in
a climate where only one piece of clothing was required.
Today I am here where there is snow on the ground 1" Both
expressed pleasure at being back on their native soil.
Thursday, November 30, 1944 Rain
A young man and his girlish wife came on an
interesting quest today. They were looking for a long lost
brother, George Hill. George was in the Wayside Inn Boy's
Schoolaround 1930. Never in his life, has the brother seen
George. Now he wants to find him. As a help in the search,
an old picture album was brought forth. There, among pictures
of our school boys, was a picture of George. The resemblence
was there j the brothers look alike. Other suggestions were
made as to where George could be found and the brother went
away in a happy mood. "I've made some progress" he said.
Friday, December 1, 1944 Windy
Christmas stockings are under way. This means that
yards of red and green tarleton have been cut into the shape
of proverbial Christmas stockings. Red and green yarn is
used to button-hole them together and the/result is a gay
souvenier for the children who will attend the annual Wayside
Inn Christmas party. Miss Fisher is over-seeing the work of
making the stockingi and Miss Staples will make sure that they
are filled with candy and popcorn. Miss Jouannet's duty is to
see that all the children who want stockings are invited to be
here when Santa Claus comes to distribute them.
Saturday, December 2, 1944 Pleasant
A pleasant group of about fifteen friends and
neighbors from Wellesley, Mass. enjoyed a get -together here
this evening under the direction of a Mrs. Guernsey. Dinner
was served in the large dining room with the couples seated at
one long table.
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Sunday, December 3, 1944 Pleasant
Window panes of historic significance are few and
far between. Carefully preserved are those in the Parlor of
the Inn which were scratched upon with a diamond in 1774 by
William Molineaux. Longfellow calls attention to the fact that
the jovial rhymes "still remain, writ near a century ago by the
great Major Molineaux". Less fortunate were some panes of
glass described today by dinner guests, Mr. and Mrs. De thief s.
In their ancestral home, some scratchings were made on a pane of
glass in the year 1354- Hallowe'en pranksters nearly a century
later aimed at the window, destroyed the one historic pane.
Monday, December 4> 1944 Cloucy
Arriving at the Inn early this morning were twenty -
two^roungsters from S outhboro, Mass ., all eager to see things
Colonial. Excitement prevailed. Warm leggings and mittens were
completely forgotten as boys and girls scrambled towards the fire-
place. Little hands pointed at the Revolutionary gun and a warm-
ing pan and bellows were quickly spotted. Then came questions,
one after another until finally the teacher had to give a "hush,
hush" signal. Caps and coats were removed and the hostess was
at last given a chance to talkl She talked for over an hour. The
children listened, they asked questions, they forgot themselves I
When the Ball-room, the last room, was reached a little ten-year-
old sat down at the old Chickering piano and played a Christmas
Carol. It was "Silent Night". Afterwards, the teacher wrote in
our guest book: "Twenty- two children had a delightful time".
Tuesday, December 5, 1944 Pleasant
It has been over a year since the Inn has had a visit
from its landlord, Mr. Ford. Tonight he came. There was no special
celebration. His arrival differed little from that of a regular
guest. But he is not a regular guest. The old beams knew it. They
took on a hue of deeper brown. The fire on the hearth burned
brighter and the old clock with one hand, ticked louder. A friendly
v/armth glowed in the hearts of ail who are here to keep en" preserve
Mr. Ford's historic tavern.
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Wednesday, December 6, 1944 Pleasant
Guests often say that they first made the acquaintance
of Longfellow when children. They remember certain lines of
"The Children's Hour or "The Village Blacksmith". So a recent
guest, a sailor, read the Tales of a Wayside Inn v.'hen he was a boy
at sea. For this sailor was not a War-time sailor, but one who
had sailed the seas since a very young lad. His mother put a copy
of Longfellow's poems into the child's hands. He read them on
board ship and has never forgotten certain lines, parts of the Way-
side Inn in particular. Imagine this boy's pleasure when he could
at last actually see the Wayside Inn. "I've always wanted to come
here" he said. When asked where he came from he answered. "From
all over the World!"
Thursday, December 7, 1944 Fleasant
Mr. Ford pleased Marlboro residents today when he visited
a barber shop in that city. The local newspaper recorded the
fact that he stopped at Mausmann's Barber Shop and that Dan Buckley
"wielded" the razor.
Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Gaston Plantiff arrived this evening
from New York.
Friday, December 8, 1944 Pleasant
Hadley K. Turner has sent a new and interesting book for
the Wayside Inn Library. It is "A History of New Marlborough".
New Marlborough lies in the western part of Massachusetts and was
founded by a company of people from our neighboring city of Marlboro-
ugh. Mr. Turner says that "Prior to 1749 all Proprietors 1 meetings
were held in Marlborough, Middlesex county , one hundred and twenty-
five miles distant, on account of Indian ^roubles attending the first
French and Indian war".. . On June 15, 1759, Number Two Township
became legally New Marlborough.
Saturday, December 9, 1944 Pleasant
Conspicuous by their absence this evening were our usual
Saturday guests, Mr. and Mrs. Charles W. Bowker of Worcester. They
are spending a week at the Hanover Inn, Hanover, New Hampshire.
Mr. and Mrs. Ford, Mr. Campsall and Mrs. Plantiff left
today. . Mrs. Plantiff returned to her home in Princeton, New Jersey
while the others boarded a train for Detroit.
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Sunday, December 10, ^UU Pleasant
Not often is the Inn favored with the celebration of two
Golden Wedding Anniversaries on the same day. And in the same family .
but such was the case today, when Mr. and Mrs. Hiram r-erKins and Mr.
and mrs. James Robinson of Maynard were honored here by a group of
friends, Mr. Perkins and Mrs. Robinson are brother and sister. The
gathering lumbered about twenty, each one wearing a golden colored
flower. Guests were present from Philadelphia, Pittsburg, Washington,
Wellsburg, 7'est Virginia, Norwood, Mass. and Limerick, Maine.
Monday, December 11,.l944. Fair
Although Greyline busses no longer bring hundreds of
sight- seers to our door, we at the Wayside Inn will never forget
George Pearson, crack Grey Line bus conductor. George knows his history
and he knows how to impart the facts to his passengers. He also writes
poetry. Today he wrote a verse for the Inn and sent it along, showing
that he, too, remembers the time when long grey busses deposited their load
at this historic site. The verse goes this 1
"The briefest word from the Wayside Inn
Especially now 'midst the war's mad din
brings nostalgic memories of another day - - -
Memories dear and far away - - - -
And I yearn for the peace of the Inn again."
Tuesday, December 12,1944 Stormy
This was an evening for men-folk. First came nine men
from the Dennisom Manufacturing Company; sales representatives from
all parts of the United States. Next to order dinner, were five men
from the Ford Motor Company. Third, and last, group of dinner guests
were three men of the U- S. Army, a major and two other officers.
Wednesday, December 13, 194-4 Cold
Thirty nine veterans from Cushinj in
Framingham were given a Christ' rty b; of the Worcester
Pressed Steel Co t. Amid ouch hi j ,
for their dim
corresponding with their own. ,
their services for the party, furnished dii
accompaniment for the very ti
Santa Claus .it, too, for in
full pack of gifts and fi
to the bo;
Thursday, December 14, 194-4 ant
Christmas greeting cards are arriving daily. Thej
addressed to "Wayside Inn Hostesses" or "Wayside Inn Pantry'' and son
times to "Wayside Inn Kitchen". Nicest surprise, so far, is a card from
William Bridges, graduate of the iioys School in one of its
sses. . was first a private in the Infantry, I non-commission-
ed officer, then a Second Lieutenant, and nor, signs himself .Captain
William A. Bridges. Congratulations, Billy 1
Friday, December 15, 1944 Cold
Priscilla Fortesque, director of the "Good Morning,
Dgram on radio station , Boston.
Thirteen young ladies from Atlantic Union College,
Mass. Most of these students were Home Economics majors and wert
ested in the type of furniture here as well as the food served. All
stayed for tea.
Saturday, December 16, 1944 Pleasant
jolly party of about seventy rnen and women en' j the
hospitality of the Inn this evening and spent several hours in dining ,
sight-seeing and dancing. A turkey dinner was served in the large dini:
room. _ater on, a s ;rou]. Journeyed through the house witl
hostess, while others gathered in the Ballroom to trip the light fantastic
Mr. Haynes directed the old-fashioned quadrilles, barn dances, etc. to
the tune of a three piece orchestra, i-aughter and fun echoed through
the house until at last a Goodnight Waltz was j lost of the guests
had a long ride home. They came from boston and vicinity; members of
Eastern Star ..odge.
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Sunday, December 17, 1944 Pleasant
Gloria Hutchinson arrived here last evening. She arose at
four o'clock yesterday morning, completed her assigned duties before noon-
time, then boarded a train for Boston and the Wayside Inn. This rosy-
cheeked Wave is in training at Hunter College, New York and at the suggestion
of her mother and sister Betty is spending the weekend here before being
transferred, probably to a different part of the country. Gloria gave an
interesting word picture of her work which is preparing her to be a Ship's
Cook and Baker. Her previous schooling at Greenfield Village, however,
gave her an understanding and appreciation of things old and historical -
an interest which Gloria has definitely retained. After a long night's
rest, our young guest was greatly refreshed and spent the morning looking
around the grounds and the Inn. Early this afternoon she returned to New
Monday, December IS, 1944 Cold
Office girls and people who work together in shops or offices
are inclined to plan parties at Christmas time and exchange gifts. Thus,
every year several such parties are held at the Inn. Tonight, a group
motored down from Worcester; forty six men and women ^ho work at the
Worcester County Institute for Savings. For them, a turkey dinner had been
planned in the large dining room, while upstairs in the Bellroom, a tall
Christmas tree stood ready and waiting. This served to make the occasion
a festive one, as old-fashioned dancing and games were enjoyed around the
Tuesday, December 19, 1944 Stormy
Christmas at the Inn without the Misses Dieffenbach
would not be Christmas. Miss Joan arrived last week and Miss Anne will
come in a few days. This is their eighth Christmas here. They like it;
the Inn is a kind of second home and they need such a change at this
particular time. To the Dieffenbachs, Christmas brings sad memories.
Certain home associations of the season are not pleasant. But here is
found a bit of comfort and cheer in the open fireplace, warmth and
friendliness among the Inn family and guests.
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Wednesday, December 20, 1944 Cold
Recipe for a Wayside Inn Christinas
Take a load of greens.
Sort them out and wire them together into wreaths.
Tie a red bow on each wreath.
Hang a wreath on every window of the Inn.
Add some cheer.
Cut a few small pine trees.
Place one in the bay window of the Old Dining Room, one
in the Parlor and one at the end of the hall.
Spice with colored ornaments.
Sew red and green stockings together with yarn,
Fill with nuts and candy.
Sprinkle with happy thoughts.
Choose a few gifts and cover with bright paper.
Measure out a lot of cheery greeting cards.
Fill a cup and let it overflow with warm good wishes for each and
all at Wayside Inn.
Thursday, December 21, 1944- Stormy
Santa Claus was in an especially jolly mood as he cradled
down the chimney at Wayside Inn this evening. He arrived early. Parents
of Wayside Inn school children, the children themselves, brothers and
sisters, neighbors and friends were all seated in the large Ballroom
at seven-thirty o'clock. Soon afterwards, the jingle of sleighbells
was heard and Santa was there in a jiffy. He called the name of every
child in the room and presented him or her with a stocking filled with
goodies and a bright round orange. The goodiest goody found in each
stocking was a candy cane. A gift, too, was received by each and every
one, besides a word of cheer and a hearty handshake from Santa. Then
followed ice cream and cake and last, but not least, the singing of
Christmas carols. Then, it was time for Santa to wave goodbye. _ittle
boys and girls peeked up the chimney to see where he had gone.
Friday, December 22, 1944 Cold
This is the time for dolls and toys and toys and dolls-
and little boys and girls wanting them. One little guest, on a recent
visit, brought her doll along too. It was a large doll and looked so
real we expected it to talk or walk. "It used to go to sleep", said
our little friend, as she laid it down, but Frances 1 big blue eyes
stayed wide open and it is doubtful whether Santa will bring any little
girl a nicer, better, lovelier doll than Frances.
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Saturday, December 23, 1944- Cold
More Christmas I More of the real Christmas spirit came to the
Inn tonight when Mr. and Mrs. sowker arrived from Worcester. Their arms
were filled with beautifully wrapped packages, one for everyone I They
didn't forget a cook in the kitchen or a watchman. They had a gift for
every waitress and every hostess. And every box was suggestive of the
midnight blue of Christmas night. At least all were tied with blue paper
and ribbon. These dear people filled the Inn with the real Christmas
spirit: the spirit of loving kindness. They bring it not only at Christ-
mas but all through the year.
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Sunday, December 24, 1944 Stormy
The Wayside Inn has a special little friend among the
movie folk. Not that we have developed a "crush" from attending the
movies, but we have met this "movie Queen" in person. She has been
to the Inn twice and came today for a third visit. She is Jane
Withers. When Jane made her first appearance here she was on_
twelve years old. Now she is nineteen and has taken on the glamor
of a real movie actress. Nevertheless, she still retains a lot of
her klddisb charm. This was evident at the Mary i.amb School where
Jane rtaueed for photographers and exclaimed over the little desks.
Mary Lambers had left childish examples of art work which pleased
the once "child" actress. Mother Withers, who was in the dinner
party of six, spoke appreciatively of the Inn as a place of rest
and relaxation. "This is the first time Jane has had a day off for
weeks," she said. "Rehearsals and the show keep her working pretty
Monday, December 25,1944- Stormy
Winter twilight crept across the snow this afternoon
and peered into the Parlor window of the Wayside Inn. There, a
quiet Little hearth fire tossed its light around the room. Twi
light paused, then ran away, leaving a black ciirtain in each
window* The hearth fire, which until now had been quite drowsy,
suddenly roused itself and burned a brighter light. Its bed of
coals glowed with a warmer warmth. The whole room changed from
an atmosphere of gloom to one of friendly radiance. This was
Christmas Night. Grandfather' s clock ticked steadily on. The
mahogany spinet gleamed and shone, its ivory keys eager to strike
the notes of a Christmas carol. In the corner, Longfellow's desk
stood serene and dignified. The poet, from his frame on the wall,
cast his eyes to the floor, for there, io and behold, sat a tiny
child. She became an angel in the firelight. She was wrapped in
thick woolen clothes, light blue in color, and her tiny fingers
held a little bell. This she threw into the air, its tinkle of
joy and gladness filling the room, even the whole house. No need
for a Christmas card on Christmas Night. This was ours.
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Tuesday, December 26, 1944 Cold
Mr. Kaynes, dancing teacher, and Mrs. William Tufts
walked to the Inn yesterday from Sudbury Center. Five miles!
Mr. and Mrs. William Crockett, long - time friends
of the Inn, were Christmas dinner guests.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Margeson presented the hostesses
with their "Season's Greetings" - a framed, colored picture
of the Inn in earlier days, called "The Open Door of Welcome"
Wednesday, December 27, 1944 Cold
"We'd get into an awful mess if we didn't mind our
parents." Thus spoke teen - aged Teddy Condit, as he worked
laboriously on a jig saw puzzle. The Condit family, including Teddy
and Roger, are here for two days. The reason they are having a
vacation at the Inn, according to Roger, aged seven years, is
because "Daddy is just exhausted I" "Daddy" is a Congregational
minister and has a very large parish in Needham, Mass.
Thursday, December 28, 1944 Very Cold
"I'll have Roast Turkey. What
does it taste like, anyway,
"You should knowlYou had it
five times last week."
Hostess, to Little Boy.
"Did you come to see the house?"
"Wo, I just came to see your fire I"
(Explanation. This eight-year old guest's feet
were wet from an unexpected dip in the pond.)
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Friday, December 29, 1944 Cold
England has its Molineaux family - and it is a notable
one, according to a recent guest. In England, however, the "x" on
the end of the name is pronounced - and it is pronounced very
distinctly. Our guest was a lovely English lady, who said that she
is a member of an Archeoiogical Society there. The society is
interested, of course, in old English houses. Trips are made to
especially old landmarks, and often the great English country estates
are visited, Hence, a meeting was held at the Molineaux home.
Saturday, December 3U, 1944 Stormy
Received from the Postman—
A picture of Jane Withers taken at the Mary j_,amb School
Christmas cards from Wayside Inn Boys School Graduates,
1.1 iam F. Magner
Robert K. Butler
John L. Cash
Wilfred J. Allen
Greetings from many guests, including;
Mr. and Mrs. Bowker
Mr* - and Mrs. Crockett
Rev. Max Kapp
Lt. (jg) William J. Earley